I'm merely a child of darkness seeking redemption. I understand that I am a monster, but the days in which I embraced it are long gone. No longer does my madness rule me, but rather I it. Or so I lie to myself when the shadows are closing in and threaten to engulf me. Sometimes I win in that ceaseless war of light and dark, but more often than not, I lose, and when I lose, I am once again the monster behind the gilded mask.