Sick

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The nights were endless with the hunger of blood to fulfill the pain and rage you felt from within. Not even daylight seemed to open any weakness toward you but days of hunting are best left for the night.

There is no control over the creature that should be filled by you yet this fulfilling invincibility is nothing more but a hollow shell. Something out there is responsible for the hollow creature you are.

Reaching for the stars was like reaching for whatever you're missing. It's something far away from your grasp hidden behind the stars that you have yet discovered. But how can you miss something you never had.

At the moment of peace the stars become your eyes reflecting the destroyed planets that shined the dark blue sky revealing it's beauty to you. The colors of peace and uncertainty of who you are.

There is no longer control over the monster you have become and you haven't discovered how to return normal. Bleeding from the inside with fear before even falling completely into the black.

It's been days

No

Weeks

The body count continued to build as if you were constructing your own throne. Nowhere you go is safe. No one you meet comes near you. Everything you touch is destroyed. Everything that runs and screams becomes your victim.

This

This isn't what you wanted.

Cursed and hollowed by the monster you have become.

What can satisfy your internal agony that is no longer physically but mentally. What more must be sacrificed? What more must be given?

An entire town wiped out overnight by your rampage. A young girl who befriended you was nothing more but a victim.

In the full night of loss the pain from within your lungs is released in sorrow. More and more you lose your humanity. The more they fear you the less you forget who you are.

The claws shed as you drag them across the wall of the apartment from which the young girl lived in. Her laughter haunts your ears.

Vivid memories of her running up to you and handing you a flower bring out more sorrow. Leading up to the stairs the hand of blood smothered down is that of her father who lays dead on the end of the stairs.

A family so rich of love that they accepted a monster like you as a pet, but the voices within your head.

The pain inside you brought you into darkness having no control of what you did.

"You killed them. You ended their future. A future that was not seen but done by you. Where will the stars align to guide you? Brake it! I want out! Let me take you into the greatest depths of hell."

The demonic voice echos inside you as you continue to aimlessly walk around the streets of the town.

"Leave me be..." you whisper out.

"Agony, let go of me."

Agony is the name you have given the internal voice that haunts you.

"You are no longer human but a creature. A creature designed to perfection for killing. The carnivore."

Raising your hands up to examine them she is not wrong in what you have become.

"I won't let go until I have more control. Unstoppable."

She continued to influence you but you look behind at the now ghost town that is completely demolished.

"Digest me first. Agony, take everything I am."

A challenge for Agony is succeeding in devouring you completely but she knows very well this is not something simple. Something inside you is still human. The emptiness within your heart Is what keeps you human.

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