Beelzebub

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I saved her once.

I tortured her.

I killed her.

I choked her until she gave up. Untill she believed I'm a monster not a saint. She was holding onto me so tightly like her life depends on me.

But I'm a monster.

Not her Knight in shining armor.

She had to know that and I made sure she did.

I thribe on control.

I crave for power.

I live on blood of others.

Because this is all I have known in my entire life, my only option.

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She hated me and I'm glad she did, and you're gonna do that too.

You're thinking what I have done to her?

Let's read my life story then, you'll come to know how I made her feel, how I tortured her every cell in her body untill she couldn't breath.

My hands are stained in her blood, I couldn't even see my own skin.

I play God when I didn't have an ounce of humanity within me.

All of this I have done because I'm a fucking Beelzebub.

You still wanna know my story? Go flip the pages and you'll know a life of monster.

I dare you.

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Start Writing - 24th July 2018

Updating schedule - Daily one chapter.