TALE AS OLD AS TIME — o, entrance ritual

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

Caesar had a bad experience himself with the entrance ritual, having been sent back to the night he set his Home Dimension. Although the demon acted like he was proud of what he had done, it was quite the opposite deep down inside. He was ashamed of what he had done, and regretted his actions very much. He would never admit that out loud, and he often tried to hide the fact that he regretted what he'd done by pretending his was proud of it. Caesar didn't know that the entrance ritual caused you to hallucinate, and he had honestly been quite spooked whenever they started. He was a dream demon, he used to be able to control hallucinations, but of course, coming to Earth, his powers had been stripped from him so he had to earn them back. Unfortunately manipulating the mind wasn't one of those, so Caesar had been absolutely petrified when he started to hallucinate. Funny how a demon that supposedly knew everything about the mind couldn't find a way to stop what he was seeing nor know tricks to ease it.

"Entrance ritual, huh?" Caesar spoke as he made his way over to the island, following after Gabriel. He heard rumors that Marcellus had went off to experience the ritual, and the demon made it his personal goal to greet those who went through it. "You're an official Crewmate now. Congrats."

#psychosocial.