Before 2025 ends, I want to write a little wholesome blogpost, hoping to inspire people to grow and become sovereign.

Honestly… it is true what they said — 2025 is a year of shedding and transformation. A year of letting go. A year to recognise things that no longer serve you.

The year began horribly. I lost a friend of 7 years whom I considered a sister, all because of a misunderstanding — and because sometimes energies no longer align, and people simply need to let go. Still, I always try to see the good in everything. So, in that same month, I got closer to an occultist on Twitter. We bonded on a level that I think neither of us expected. But… I guess some good things can’t and won’t last. Sometime in March, we had a big misunderstanding — again, something I didn’t expect. At the time, I had invoked the current of A’arab Zaraq, and I knew I was stepping into a shit storm.

Despite all that, I made new friends — people who are now members of my coven. And I must say… being friends with them is something else. You can feel that they’re genuine. And because 2025 is a year of transformation and renewal, I consider myself lucky to have met like-minded people who practise completely different paths from mine, yet still respect me and one another. Things aren’t always bad, you know? When you lose something, it’s often replaced by something far better — something you never expected to arrive at all.

I continued the year by helping more and more people as a High Priestess. I accepted a few new students and taught them sovereignty and power. I cast many, many spells. I performed countless readings — tarot, runes, scrying, and more — for my clients. Some came back and told me, “You are a lifesaver,” or “You saved my life — I would’ve been lost without you.” Those were the words I needed to hear. And it was nice. But really — what is witchcraft and spirituality, if not the act of helping others?

Between May and July, life turned to shit because of a major change at work. And there it was — Golachab: The Flaming Wrath and the Trial of Power. It tested my patience, my rage, my power — whether I would seek control through strategy or impulse. Strength is nothing without control; power must be channelled with purpose. That was Golachab’s lesson. I almost went legal. It was fucking nuts.

Work continued to be shit from July onwards, affecting me deeply. On top of that, I went through personal transformations and confusion surrounding my relationships with my deities. That led me straight into Gha’agsheblah: The Corrupting Force of Desire — brutal. I moved through episodes of euphoria, liminality, and deeper understanding of my power. And through it all, I was constantly reminded that I am a goddamn powerful High Priestess. Bune, Andromalius, and Belial never failed to remind me of that. Still… you’d be lying if you said you never doubted yourself, even when you know you’re powerful and have everything.

In September 2025, I met my coven members of The Great Enclave of Magick for the first time. It was refreshing. Eye-opening. We shared things. It was a little awkward — but it felt like home. Our energies didn’t clash, and we respected each other’s paths.

In October 2025, I spiralled again because of work. Goddamn it. I went through a whole period of pledging to myself that I would never work a corporate job again. IT. DOES. NOT. SUIT. ME. It is not for a Queen of Hell. Why was I sovereign, yet chained? Was it worth waiting until the end of December for a bonus that might not even serve me?

In November 2025, I tendered my resignation. That was it. It was an emotional roller coaster. I was operating from sovereignty, yet my mind kept travelling through endless what ifs. What if it had been different? What if this, what if that? What if I found something better?

Towards the end of November, more things unfolded — deeply personal and private. I withdrew. I introspected. I shut myself down in order to emerge stronger. Shortly after, I met someone who presented me with an offer that completely blinded me. The trials of Gha’agsheblah were ruthless. They didn’t stop in July. And I thought to myself — I fucking knew it. I was lucky. Incredibly lucky. As people say, High Priestess Ariela possesses the luck of the Devil. But they don’t see what it took to get here. The fire I walked through. The trials I survived — unharmed. Of course they wouldn’t understand.

In December, I was finally relieved of work — one burden lifted. But the burden of holding space for others, of allowing people to be vulnerable with me, never left. I chose this path; that weight will never disappear. On top of that, Ghagiel: The Storm of Lies and Illusions unfolded in the same month. I won’t go into detail — but it was powerful. Insightful. Necessary.

And now… I am writing this on the 30th of December, 2025. I have an entire life ahead of me in 2026. It will be a year of full sovereignty, guided by Thaumiel: The Twin-Headed Divinity and the Trial of Duality.

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Thank you for reading! Blessed be xx

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Hello, lovelies x

I am High Priestess Ariela. This title is recognised by the Sovereigns of Heaven and Hell.

I was ascended to High Priestess by my mentor, High Priestess Cecilia in April 2020, by Queen Lilith, the Mother of Demons, in January 2022 and by Duke Bune, my Godspouse, in November 2023.

I am a proud Malaysian-based witchcraft practitioner, and I am in my 30s and I currently reside in Penang, and although I was born in Kuala Lumpur, I love the peace and quietness here compared to the congested city of Kuala Lumpur.

I have officially been practising witchcraft and divination for a little more than 10 years now. However, I have always been interested in witchcraft since I was a little kid. I started developing my intuition as early as 6 years old, and learning/reading books on witchcraft when I was 10. My ancestors were shamans and spiritual healers so I am happy to continue this lineage. I have always been an intuitive person since I was a kid, being able to feel empathy and being able to communicate with the spirits since I was a kid.

My Witchcraft Journey

I studied witchcraft for many years before I started practising, roughly from the beginning of 2016 until now. I had previously worked in a coven and received lessons from an old friend who was also a High Priestess. I have also studied with them, and have performed mass rituals. I climbed through the ranks and have finally ascended to the rank of High Priestess myself. I am a heavy ritualist.

I am passionate about what I do and I intend to help people heal, just like how I healed from practising witchcraft. Contrary to popular belief, most witches do more healing than cursing. So, I am also here trying to change that mindset that people have, thinking that practitioners of magick are mostly bad.

I am currently going through the trials of the Tree of Qliphoth (Tree of Death). I initiated into the Qliphoth in January 2024 after being advised by Lord Lucifer and Lady Astaroth.

My Practices

• Qliphothic Left-Hand Path
• Demonolatry
• Dark Magick
• Forbidden Arts
• Necromancy
• Chaos Magick
• White Magick
• Moon Magick
• Fire and Water Magick
• Sympathetic Magick (poppets)

I am devoted to 5 infernal deities and 1 archangel for now.

My Spirit Allies

Infernal Deities

• Duke Bune
• King Belial
• Emperor Lucifer
• Earl Andromalius
• Duke Dantalion

I am spoused to Duke Bune, Earl Andromalius and King Belial.

Archangel

• Metatron

Outside the real world, I work in a multinational company (MNC). I am super passionate about what I do, both my full-time job and my side hustle.

I am also passionate about crystals, divination, and spiritual stuff. I have a large altar full of small, medium and big-sized crystals dedicated to my meditation time and also my devotion to my deities.

My Abilities/Gifts as a Witch

As a Witch, I am blessed with the following abilities:

• Energy Medicine and Energy Channelling (ancestral gifts)
• Prophecy Dreams/Visions
• Astral Projection
• Mediumship
• Witnessing (being visited by spiritual beings/deities/demonic deities)
• Claircognizance
• Clairvoyance
• Clairsentience
• Clairaudience
• Clairalience
• Divination
• Precognitions/Premonitions
• Telepathy with Humans

These are some of the notable entries that are worth your time for a read.

♦ My Lineage and What Motivates Me

Here you can find the links to my important sites.

♦ Webstore (book spells, tarot readings, buy witchy stuff here)
♦ Twitter (yes, I refuse to call it X)
♦ Personal Instagram
♦ Witchy Business Instagram

Before 2025 ends, I want to write a little wholesome blogpost, hoping to inspire people to grow and become sovereign.

Honestly… it is true what they said — 2025 is a year of shedding and transformation. A year of letting go. A year to recognise things that no longer serve you.

The year began horribly. I lost a friend of 7 years whom I considered a sister, all because of a misunderstanding — and because sometimes energies no longer align, and people simply need to let go. Still, I always try to see the good in everything. So, in that same month, I got closer to an occultist on Twitter. We bonded on a level that I think neither of us expected. But… I guess some good things can’t and won’t last. Sometime in March, we had a big misunderstanding — again, something I didn’t expect. At the time, I had invoked the current of A’arab Zaraq, and I knew I was stepping into a shit storm.

Despite all that, I made new friends — people who are now members of my coven. And I must say… being friends with them is something else. You can feel that they’re genuine. And because 2025 is a year of transformation and renewal, I consider myself lucky to have met like-minded people who practise completely different paths from mine, yet still respect me and one another. Things aren’t always bad, you know? When you lose something, it’s often replaced by something far better — something you never expected to arrive at all.

I continued the year by helping more and more people as a High Priestess. I accepted a few new students and taught them sovereignty and power. I cast many, many spells. I performed countless readings — tarot, runes, scrying, and more — for my clients. Some came back and told me, “You are a lifesaver,” or “You saved my life — I would’ve been lost without you.” Those were the words I needed to hear. And it was nice. But really — what is witchcraft and spirituality, if not the act of helping others?

Between May and July, life turned to shit because of a major change at work. And there it was — Golachab: The Flaming Wrath and the Trial of Power. It tested my patience, my rage, my power — whether I would seek control through strategy or impulse. Strength is nothing without control; power must be channelled with purpose. That was Golachab’s lesson. I almost went legal. It was fucking nuts.

Work continued to be shit from July onwards, affecting me deeply. On top of that, I went through personal transformations and confusion surrounding my relationships with my deities. That led me straight into Gha’agsheblah: The Corrupting Force of Desire — brutal. I moved through episodes of euphoria, liminality, and deeper understanding of my power. And through it all, I was constantly reminded that I am a goddamn powerful High Priestess. Bune, Andromalius, and Belial never failed to remind me of that. Still… you’d be lying if you said you never doubted yourself, even when you know you’re powerful and have everything.

In September 2025, I met my coven members of The Great Enclave of Magick for the first time. It was refreshing. Eye-opening. We shared things. It was a little awkward — but it felt like home. Our energies didn’t clash, and we respected each other’s paths.

In October 2025, I spiralled again because of work. Goddamn it. I went through a whole period of pledging to myself that I would never work a corporate job again. IT. DOES. NOT. SUIT. ME. It is not for a Queen of Hell. Why was I sovereign, yet chained? Was it worth waiting until the end of December for a bonus that might not even serve me?

In November 2025, I tendered my resignation. That was it. It was an emotional roller coaster. I was operating from sovereignty, yet my mind kept travelling through endless what ifs. What if it had been different? What if this, what if that? What if I found something better?

Towards the end of November, more things unfolded — deeply personal and private. I withdrew. I introspected. I shut myself down in order to emerge stronger. Shortly after, I met someone who presented me with an offer that completely blinded me. The trials of Gha’agsheblah were ruthless. They didn’t stop in July. And I thought to myself — I fucking knew it. I was lucky. Incredibly lucky. As people say, High Priestess Ariela possesses the luck of the Devil. But they don’t see what it took to get here. The fire I walked through. The trials I survived — unharmed. Of course they wouldn’t understand.

In December, I was finally relieved of work — one burden lifted. But the burden of holding space for others, of allowing people to be vulnerable with me, never left. I chose this path; that weight will never disappear. On top of that, Ghagiel: The Storm of Lies and Illusions unfolded in the same month. I won’t go into detail — but it was powerful. Insightful. Necessary.

And now… I am writing this on the 30th of December, 2025. I have an entire life ahead of me in 2026. It will be a year of full sovereignty, guided by Thaumiel: The Twin-Headed Divinity and the Trial of Duality.

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