Hey guys and girls.

So here I am. Outside the council chambers of some people who I have no idea are. DemonSpirit111, the voice in my head says they are the Dark Council and wish to see me regarding the whole thing I have been doing.

*Door opens. Hot as fuck succubus walks out.*

Succubus: They're expecting you now.

Me: Thanks.

I sat down as a group of people with hoods over their faces sat at the other seats around a round table. A fire burned in the middle.

Spokesperson: BlackSpirit101. Do you know why you are here?

Me: Not a clue.

Spokesperson: Due to your sudden choice of having writer's block for Heir Of Bones, a very much growing popular fanfic. You sit before us and are accused for neglectfulness.

Me: That is obsured.

Spokesperson: You have neglected that fanfic. But we will adress that later. We also are aware of DemonSpirit111 living inside you. We are here because we have learnt you and him have become quite the friends.

Me: Yes. I managed to tame him.

*Mumbles and chatter fills the room*

Spokesperson: You managed to tame a dark voice? How is that possible?

Me: I don't understand it myself. But Arufal, another voice inside me said it was something I can do.

Spokesperson: Arufal? Ah, the Fallen Angel that lives in a new host. We also understand that you are his last host.

Me: Last host?

Spokesperson: Arufal is dying. You are his last host. when you turn 21, he will be gone from your mind forever. How he will vanish is by merging himself with your mind.

Me: That sounds a little creepy.

Spokesperson: It is a true honor. Arufal has never taken to someone like you. He must've seen something you don't. But now, back to the matter at hand. Heir Of Bones. Give us your consent on what you wanna do with the fanfic, or else.

Me: I was planning on making it into a second season. Labelled: Heir Of Bones: The Magic Wars.

Spokesperson: Hm. Quite admirable. Very well. You may continue with you exploits. And please, no more fooling about. Followers and fans hate it when you do this.

Me: Yeah yeah.

Spokesperson: Meeting adjorned.

Me: So yeah. Next next time will have the new season of Heir Of Bones come to you. And yes, it will be named: Heir Of Bones: Magic Wars.

*Succubus comes out of my room in my mind wearing only my shirt*

Succubus: BlackSpirit. It's time for round 7.

Me: Coming Albedo. Sorry, she's been loving me ever since I dominated her so well.

Next time.

Heir Of Bones: Magic Wars.

Coming soon.

BlackSpirit101 out.