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Post: An Open Letter to Reaper

I have no choice. It's time. Still got that musical number in my notes. Let's get this over with. Post should start right about here.

(An angry, dramatic, suspenseful tune begins to play)

You stole my account,
Made them hate us both.
If you want me dead, then fine,
But you don't fuck with Gen.

I don't care at all,
If the readers like you.
Reaper you are nothing more,
Than a stain apon my world!

All you do,
Is bring others pain.
I don't like erasing souls,
But I won't let you hurt Gen!

How dare you tell them,
To push Gen to suicide.
You have no right,
To do such a thing.

Death to you right now,
Would be but a mercy,
I'm going to break your soul,
And no one is gonna stop me.

I still remember,
Gen before you arrived.
Oh how happy he was,
To share what we write.

How he loved their praise,
If you saw the grin on his face,
Then maybe you'd understand,
Why Gen3king took up the pen.

But now all they say,
Are messages of hate and rage.
You messed with The King,
Now you face the wrath of God!

Nobody, in either world,
Gets in my way.
You took everything Gen had,
And now you'll pay.

The pen gives me strength,
You and me are the same.
We both focus on strength,
And throw those we love away!

I exist for one purpose,
I exist to take hate.
I will be the one they hate,
I'll write and I'll take their rage!

Nobody stands a chance,
Against my strength.
I'm God of this world,
And you're going to pay.

Give up on being,
A charater,
A demon is what I must be,
To protect my brother.

I still recall,
When we tried to fake it.
Tried to make Gen look real.
Wrote a whole song about it.

(Song was called: Bad Writer. Back then, everyone thought Gen was real and I was a demon so we played along.)

But now they know the truth,
That I was made,
From an affliction.
I'm no more than an addiction.

Addicted to the pen,
That's what I was made from,
So it only makes sense,
That that's what I'll become.

You shall be erased,
And I'll be evil.
We both push those we love away,
To protect them.

I am a demon,
A writing addiction.
What I say here was the truth,
I'm a demented incarnation!

So no more arcs,
No more development,
I'll be no more than a monster,
Something for them to hate.

Gen3king, shall soon be safe,
When they strike me down,
Alongside you,
And they get what they seek.

(The song ends.)

There. I'll be as bad as I have to be, so that people won't hurt Gen, and I'll kill ANY who try to hurt him anyways, see ya, got some writing to do.