And here you are.
All you've strived for isn't in vain.
This is your reign.
This is the power one can only dream of
-or fear-
And it's here.
So embrace it.
Consume it.
Drink it in.
After all, you've given up so much to get it.
You've sacrificed so much.
You've sold your soul.
You've submit your morals.
So assume your place on your desolate throne.
And fall to you knees and laugh.
Crookedly…
Emptily…
Brokenly…
Grin tearfully, because you're all alone.
Eternal solitude,
As all you can see are the streams of Darkness
And blood.
The blood that pools around you.
The blood that you've spilt.
Turn your tear-stained face to the black skies.
With those eyes that
No one can understand.
And now no one ever will.
Scream until your lungs collapse.
Or until the tears start to fall.
And declare yourself…
…a god.
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And the final part is complete :3 Any one pick up on the message yet?
So there you have it. A three-part drabble, explaining the process of submitting yourself to the Dark side. Hm…it seems like they don't really have any cookies… D:
NOTE: This chapter wasn't hard to write at all. I wrote this when I was UBER angry and #issed, so it came very easily :3