The trickster priest spins his most monsterly desires. Are you up to
his passions?
Xellos' poem
A Monster's Wraith
I assure you, my dear, that outward appearances can be quite deceiving
To you, I am a purple-haired priest, with a very un-monsterly appearance.
But, dear mortal, foolish mortal, you who lives so short a life,
I am not a force to be reckoned with.
Fear me, when I open my eyes, those amethyst slits peering out from a curtain of purple bangs.
Feed me your pain, your anguish, your suffering, such a delectable treat for a monster.
I take great pleasure in seeing your face twisted in torment.
I would love nothing more than to see you tortured in an agonizing death
You know nothing about me. You know only what you see.
What you see is a device, used to lure you into my trap
I will spring like a panther, once you are in it, closing you up and swallowing you whole
Ah, such are the ambitions of my race.
And not once do I ever wish to be other than what I am
Mazoku. Simple, plain…but so very enjoyable.