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' ' Sacrificial lambs! Yield your lives unto me! Pray for a painless death while under my hands! ' '
A satanic, bible reading psychopath who does nothing but sin in every waking moment of his life, Crowley stalks the streets. When he was young he had a prostitute mother and an absent father. To deal with his terrible family life, he'd often run off at night to the cemetery down the street from his home. There he'd spend his nights reading an old bible he found and resting among the dead. When he was 15, he was assaulted by an older woman while he went to the cemetery. She was on some sort of drug and thought he was the devil. And so, on some righteous rant, she tried to fight him, and she had successful beaten him. She had inflicted serious head trauma and many wounds.
For months after that, Crowley would suffer nightmares and panic attacks. The nightmares often brought laughing devils and demons, hellfire, and sulfurous smoke. His only refuge was the cemetery and it lonely souls. And that very cemetery was the stage of his very first sin. He had lured a neighborhood stray dog and murdered it upon a grave. Voices in his mind commended him of his action. And he was convinced the devil spoke.
"I am Satan's instrument. My body is his to use and order. For I am God's mistake, and it's downfall. Every single rule and commandment God has placed upon this foul Earth I have broken and continue to. My love for anarchy and lust for life's true pleasures drive me day and night. Every law under the sun I have broken and WILL continue to do so. I am God now, Satan is my guiding spirit."
//It's been a hot minute since I've last used Wattpad. How has everyone been?
