I really didn’t want to discuss this, but I just cannot stop thinking about it. Today I am doing a ritual that is just, well its pretty serious… I never ever wake up early to do a morning meditation, but today I just felt an urge to. I closed my eyes and I was in an immediate trance, and as Belial did to me, I was pulled into some type of temple where Azazel sat in a chair…
Azazel: You are here with me, and your body will sit until this discussion is finished.
Me: I have worked with you once, and I am not sure why you have decided to bring me here.
Azazel: This day, you have decided to use my divisions for blasphemy, work that entails evil and malicious deed.
Me: So what am I here for?
Azazel: As you dwell among us and gratitude and servitude, you use these ancients rights must not be abused or taken lightly.
Me: King Azazel, I respect your legion and gracious helping on many occasions, but it is my rite as a human being, for reasons beyond my comprehension, to utilize these rites as I see fit. With respect, and support of your world and soldiers, I myself will use my rites, and in exchange I have always made a deal or offering, I never ask for anything free.
Azazel: As once we lived you will live, and as we learned you will learn. Your rite is your rite. I cannot remove unjust. I am only warning you, you can be haunted with despair and regret, not by my yearn or command, but by your own will.
Me: As I believe you, and it makes sense, I feel deep down, that I will not feel this way for long.
Azazel: Your command is your command and mine is mine. We support and with proper guidance we can accomplish your desire, but again, know this, you are not invincible. I do not call humans to my temple often, but as I know what you are about to do, and your reflection is of us by law, I felt your ritual last night, and it concerned me. A battle with one is a battle with all, and as you are blessed by element your favor to do is blasphemy. BE WARNED but there is no true end. If you want to make true what is to pass, place your blood inside of a wooden bowl, and leave it with remains of today’s spell.
Then I was back in my body and couldnt connect, I did not try shit, I was sucked there…
Anyway, I get that the blood bowl is somewhat of an offering, but has anyone heard of any kind of meaning of “blood in a wooden bowl”??