The Devil's Prophecy
f acid raindrops onto the rugged black surface. In the far distance, there is a howl, yet more
ave landed where nothing really exists anymore. The only reality shall be t
rself a one-way tic
me to
You will live in your agonizing present with the deed that has brought you down here. A
pleasure to
amien, the
excitement it used to hold me before. It is the same as always, mostly, funny enough, it is not murder, yet they
do also sometimes crave the things that a man like me s
ave
ng demon. I feel the need for interaction with another than that
me here, the
truly not fazed with. Dad has his fair amount that sneaks in here on the odd occasion. What I crave are the things
dered that I shall take that bold step. I know that there shall be great consequences for
. A sweet little angel that I snuck in earlier today. He shall have endless fun with her in
eally be such a nagging pain at times. With a heart-pounding in a heavy chest, I find
s very moment, I, who has, as sneaky as I can be, stolen the gate keys when father was
tuttered breaths, I only but whisper to myself
ck, the door
for a moment. No, I am not in heaven. I hav
ate that leads into a park. This gate, well, it has landed me in a pile of filth and mud. Somewhere on the
way through the graveyard that has not seen any new souls in years. As they say, this one is
beneath him. He will rather enjoy repeating his own little sin after sin. On the other hand, I love the hand that I have be
towering buildings that shine in the afternoon sunlight. There are the honking of cars and the sounds of so many voices. A sound that I am co
first place that I am drawn to is a park that is near the city center. Everything is green, filled with a rainbow full of colors. The smell is even yet b
and why these humans sin. They live with temptation every day. I have
when they are still fully intact; when they get down there, they are in pieces and completely shattered. I s
what is called catch. Then there are humans, which I believe they call them couples; they are sitting
th
r. I feel as little tingles flow over my body. I feel my skin as it is set alight; my heart start
f my feet. I have not seen any such beauty; it is radiating from her skin. It is as if the sun is glowing from her; her soft bro
is is wh
s softly against her
t her
woman that is a human. But her scent is so intoxicating; I
o
get clo
ll talk to, let alone touch. I do seem to come across as odd in all my six-foot-two glory, wit
me to another dimension. I count from ten to one and build
th