【Despair】
One of the most unforgivable sins amongst mortals is the sin of Despair.
What is Despair you ask?
To be in a state of “Despair” is to say that your life is full of doubts and of false imagery.
You believe in nothing so you become nothing.
You feel nothing but the everlasting rejection of the ones around you, but yet, you still continue to live, just for the sake of living.
A life of hollow existence and empty emotions, you are considered the most insignificant in the world.
That’s the lie you’ve been living all along, isn’t that right?
But I can help you, Zero.
I can save you.
I can help you gain control again, like the way you’ve always wanted ever since you fell into a state of hopelessness.
A state that can only be described as more treacherous than the depths of hell.
Despair. Despair. Despair.
I can gather the pieces of your fragmented experience and offer you something incredibly ideological.
Immortality.
Manipulating the fate of others around us would be simple, like moving pieces on a chessboard.
Or rather, like painting a work of art—a portrait perse, where we’re the creators—the artists—and the people are merely a part of our medium.
Yes, you like the sound of my idea, don’t you?
Living in our own world, a place of pure aesthetic bliss.
We will experience a higher kind of pleasure, higher than anything the humans have ever experienced before.
We could have it all, power, eternal beauty and everything that follows with it.
But before I could take you to this little world of mine, I demand a substantial payment.
Your Admiration.
Although it might sound slightly ambiguous, nothing can stop me from craving it.
–I want to be God in your eyes.
Your Devotion.
Love me without any reservation, without retrospection, without doubt.
Your Flesh.
I’ve lusted for many years, hoping that one day, I’d possessive it for myself.
I want your lips against me, our tongues thrusting wildly against each other.
I want to taste the sweat on your skin, tracing every part of your body with my mouth.
I want to hold you.
Kiss you.
Lick you.
Taste you.
Break your skin with my nails.
I want to bite you.
Suck you.
Fuck you
... Until you scream my name raw with your voice.
I want to love you.
I want to claim you entirely, calling you my own.
Only then will you truly live.
Only then will you feel lost for good, but not in a bad way.
We shall be forever lost in a world of aestheticised dreams, of sinful mindless pleasures.
Just give me the word and I’ll take you there.
Fin.