Mainly, I didn't know what I was calling him for other than to film it for you. And even though I love and appreciate every person who watches these videos and I wanna teach you everything that I can, I can't fake it.

You see, I'm not willing to risk everything and literally destroy everything, and burn all of the bridges I've made in the spirit world by faking it with Azazel.

I left the triangle out with my alter set up and just blew out the candles, extinguished the incense, and took the weekend to take that step back to meditate, clear my head, and figure out why I really needed to call Azazel.

So as I cleared my head, meditated on what I wanted Azazel to help me with, it became unmistakably clear. One of the initial attestations of Azazel and of what he has done for the human race, for our people, one of the gifts that he first gave us was the knowledge of how to craft weapons of war.

I knew that I had to bring to Azazel through this evocation, the actual command that I was going to give him was not to go do some task in my life, to go bring me something. Instead, I asked him for a gift.

You see, Azazel armed men with weapons of war. And not only weapons made of metals and rocks. Not only the modern weapons of chemicals and atoms, but from the beginning until this very day, Azazel arms his Children of Darkness with spiritual weapons - astral weapons.

As I performed the evocation, everything was different... I was obsessed!

By the time Monday morning came and I was ready to perform this ritual, you could barely hold me back from it. It was not a matter of course that I was going to go through with this ritual once more, but it was a matter of need.

I had taken my want to summon Azazel, because I didn't want to, and I made that a true desire, a lust. And then I took that lust and then I made it an necessity to the point that when I went to summon him, it's like I couldn't imagine existing for another moment without having that conversation with him.

That is the passion that's required.

As I evoked him with that fury driving me, his presence just fell like a blanket in the room. And then I guided him towards the incense smoke and the triangle in front of me and he appeared.

And not just as a spooky feeling in the room, not just as flashes in my imagination. His presence solidified. It formed a mass inside of the incense smoke, and that mass formed a body that I could see and that body spoke with a voice that I could hear. And he answered every question that I had.

And when I asked for this weapon, it materialized within the smoke so solidly that I was able to literally reach in and grab it, taking it with the hand that belongs to my body of darkness.

Azazel then taught me, and the sword itself taught me how to wield it.

This is no ordinary sword, but a literal two-edged sword glowing with glyphs. And it appeared to be made of the hottest molten souls floating inside of it and piercing through the black metal.

When this weapon is installed inside of an enemy, whether this is a single person or an entire army, and from within that center core of the target of the enemy, it then rose, and spins, and turns, and it eats the organs, and the bones, and the flesh of that victim from the inside out. And their destruction is assured.

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