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Don't get me wrong, I am quite good at games, but that is not why I'm here.
Inside ourselves we always have two parts. Our saintly part, white, pure like snow, bright, adoring, open. And then we have our darkness. I have though trail and error my whole life tried to explore and understand evil. I always like it close by. Being evil, is perhaps my last resort to trying to understand it. Naturally I don't want to go to hell. Yes I fear hell...I don't know what happens when you die, but I figure, if someone consents to me doing my power and will on them, I will at least have some wiggle room to avoid forever damnation. I take great pride and honor in you letting me have your power. Your soul, your body, your finances, heck even your love life, to ask my opinions on things.
I'm not into humiliation. You are to come to me humble, because you need something from me, why else would you come to me. Do you approach a princess and beg her to call you dirt? NO. No, She is above you. She can help you, she is regal and can lead you to salvation, she will give you meaning, she will give you something to fight for, she will teach you to work harder and harder. She knows best, she's a fucking princess. Don't you dare think a princess wants you to crawl on the floor of her cathedral, which is her very life and have you beg for her to call you humiliating names and wear panties. She could really care less.
In stories princess's, queens, goddesses, what do they do? They stand tall and demand sacrifices. Sometimes big sacrifices. They make educated orders. They relish in the splendors and fruits of the labors of the kingdom. Emphasis on relish. What you should be thinking, are these questions. Are you part of her kingdom? Do you want to be? What does she stand for? What are you doing in honor of the kingdom? Are you being the best person you can possibly be for her kingdom? A kingdom full of souls is only as valuable as the souls in them.
my heart is made of ruby, and my cathedral is made of soul gems.
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