Nemese Kalliope. A seemingly simple and ordinary enemy. I wouldn't even call her an enemy. She was a pest in my way that happened to have powerful allies.
The girl was easy pray. An enemy that could have been more powerful without emotions and friends. She was smart and resourceful, but she cared who died, and that was her problem. Friends are a hindrance expecially if they're weak.
Even the weakest are usefull. Breaking her caused Nemese to undergo the highest level of insanity. A level that caused her to die inside. A level that was useful to me.
The way she was afterwards was perfect. That's when I'd call her an enemy. It was insanity that resulted in a great mess of chaos, and chaos is what I thrive on.
Chaos allowed the freedom of killing, demons, and madness to run wild. The entire population run by me falling into my madness. Sanity and resistance frowned upon, and murded for such.
Her chaos opened world's unfathomable even to me. With her overwhelming desire to end me, and her powers, she was powerfully enough to open up things pass the realms and worlds. She was able to open up the space in between. The darkness.
The darkness was another thing in itself. A place with monsters as old as the gods themselves. A place not traveled by demons or people.
A place completly closed off from eveyone. Deeper and darker that the pits of Hell that house the titans. Every ancient monster from every religion. The highest and most locked prison ever. Locked up so tight, there no key.
Well, no key but undeniable rage, and a pissed off girl who lost people close to her. A girl who has it out for my head. She's the Red Queen, and she wants to add my head to her collection.
Nemese Kalliope is coming for me, and I'm prepared to fight back. I prepared to wipe her out of existence, and kill more than just her.

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FantasíaEt est realis. Scriptum est in manu mea. Creo. And it is real. It is written in my hand. I create.