Streamlining, our spatial telepathy sordid after you’ve beckoned my recourse. But I cannot leave, not while I’m this keen and gratified by our company afore this, when everything was taken for granted.
How can I live should you deny me this? Swung me an owlish complexity, given to yon outerworld I do not know more than this curb you gave my bed. A quiet restitution staring hopelessly…my reflection my familiar decadence, breathing precious and forthwith I’m fading…mine blackened sleeve engaging my darkest side, leading to my self-destruction.
You’ve once caressed me, as innocence revolved around my now sinister head. What clarity should it take witch; best of all my guardians, I’ve vowed repentance for despising you and for breaking. This sultan air now plunging me unto this, mine inevitable abyss, a home and a princely oblivion-yearning this fire wakes, aroused by my arrival. And so my father bears my presence of these lower kingdoms, a hell within Hell, severed even further from your rumored purgatory I could not know…is there any hope for the hopeless, I swear as ye pray and thus have damned me because He said ye should. *Casts his eyes untoward their cavernous haven, crazed and forthwith his torture*.
A love that went wrong under God, to the pleasure of my father I’ve been thrusted, and preached to sate my relished hate. Is not every youth of age this gone my neighbor? At 14 you’ve forbidden our trust for your hapless faith…one which has never held you as I did. So be it *A low growl commands his spawn*.
I shall do what is expected of me and carve these horns upon my grasp, of new evil a child’s playground while it veils a good I’ve never learned, setting my gem of victories to vanquish good and throning evil, for which I will soon be king. *Lifts his flaming sword*.
Come and kiss the feet of your elder son, the one whom over you chose your God, and forcing mine enemy.
I am the Serpent, the Thief, and the Ruler of Darkness *laughs*.
I am your ruler now.
