Star Of The MasqueradeMature

I was this monster.
This horrific caster of nightmares.
I hated myself for loving her this much, and diving into my demise.
Demise was to envelope us both, and all who stood in our way.
The apocalypse was nigh.
And it was my fault.
If only I was strong enough to resist her. If only I could resist her charms. If only I was strong enough.

Closer, ever closer.
Death was coming. 

The End

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