Diary Of The Bitch

Little Foxy -

Life after death is not easy , especially when I still feel like a ghost craving to haunt. I resided deep in deceptions and the dark.

Making a living in Arizona was easy though. The city hiding behind the beautiful Mountains of Brimstone - a paragon of beauty. But only few knew that this was a home to monsters. The horrors hiding behind the beautiful mountains , in the city , were just so mesmerizing.
Horrors that are unleashed at night.

I was not a good person. Never in my life have I mentioned I was. I could manipulate anyone to do anything I wanted.
I could make them hurt , cry , insecure , laugh , anything. To an extent , I've made them kill. I could control anyone. I'd make them my puppet and play with them like a puppeteer. I loved it.

I was the worst of human kind , cursed to bear a heart.

But her.
She.

She could see past me. My words did not have any effect. It only made her more determined and stronger. I was completely powerless and bare in front of her.
Though I could see through her. Her darkness. Her rage. Her potential. Her demons. Her insanity.

She's been hiding.
She reflected my soul.

Now it's my core purpose ,
To make her inherit the game ...