This story is based on the Megami tensei games created by Atlus
corperation.. There was only one brough to this side of the worold was
Persona. The others were not brought over due to certain demonic
content. But the name of the story is derived from the sega saturn title
called Devil summoner. This is kinda an original plot but goes by a
megami tensei theme. Though I don't know if this plot ha been used, I
sure hope not. Megami tensei= in english, god ressurection.

    The atmosphere, demon summoning, title demon summoner, most of the
demons and the overal content is copyright of Atlue entertainment and I
make no money from this. Also the whole death bit is mostly like the
devil summoner bit so I'll throw that in too just to be on the safeside
is a copyright of Atlus entertainment though there are a GOOD few
differences.

Enjoy........
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              Who is the devil summoner prologue?.......


    Matthew was walking home from school today. The book bag strung over
his shoulders was a light black because it had been used for years and
was almost worn out. His jeans were all scratched up and holes were torn
through it, his mother always complained about it. His black shirt with
a white skull, glaring out at the world with fiery red eyes and a dark
glare which seemed to pierce through all of eternity. Sighing he ran his
hand through his rough black hair.
    He watched with his dark brown eyes as a man approached him. He wore
a long black robe which hid his whole body except his two hands which
were at his side. �So you are the devil summoner?�
    Matthew shook his head. �I have no idea what your talking about. So
just get out of the way. If I�m late my mom will kill me.�
    The man shook his head. �Tisk, tisk, tisk. She won�t kill you, I
will.� With that a knife appeared in his hand and that was the last
thing Matthew saw.

    Matthew awoke in a place of swirling light. White light went back
and forth swirling around him and distorting his perspective of this
reality. Then a voice was produced from the light. �Are you him?�
    Matthew looked at the place where the voice was coming from, though
he couldn�t tell where it was coming from. It shifted with each sound
pronounced. �I have no idea what your talking about. Just leave me be.�
 �Not yet, yet. You have a task to complete as do others. Go now devil
summoner and be aware of what is happening. Or you die, as does mankind
as we know it.�
    With that Matthew vanished into a world of swirling darkness.

    Different shades of black shifting and moving through this world. He
had no idea of where he was all he wanted to do was to go home, nothing
more. Was he dead or alive, or
neither? Death is a concept neither known about nor known.
    He then looked to see a figure walking out from one patch of
darkness. The person was clad in a black robe much as the person he had
last seen. But the man�s head showed, which was disturbing. The man had
no face but only a skull stood out. An image carved in horror as it
looked at him. The empty sockets looking at him with no expression. The
man had a large-curved scythe which was about twelve feet tall, looming
over the man and himself.
 He seemed to frown a little as he pulled a pack of cards from his, well
from thin air. He then pulled out three cards from the deck and looked
at them. Then turning around
to think for a second. The man then turned back to Matthew and threw the
three cards at him.
    Matthew picked up the cards from where they had fallen on the
so-called floor. There were three odd cards, he knew them well, they
were tarot cards. Three of them each one seemed
to display evil. Tower, devil and death cards showing that something bad
would happen, very bad.
    Then the cards vanished in a blaze of fire. The robed man sighed. �I
am death. You are dead now, in an ambulance. The man who stabbed you has
been arrested and is being detained
by the police. While you, devil summoner, must go now to avert the end.�

    Then death pulled something from thin air and tossed this to Matthew
but he caught it this time. Matthew looked down to see a pentagram the
size of his hand. It was made of some
sort of purple material. It was about three inches thick and on the
circular edge around it were odd symbols carved. Of different shapes and
sizes he had never seen them before but he had the odd feeling he had.
    Then death vanished and darkness engulfed him.