A long time ago, I woke up and looked into the mirror.
I came to realize that I didn't recognize the man looking back at me.
I could see blood on his hands, and hatred in his eyes.
For a while, I didn't like this person looking back at me.
But there came a day where I woke up and looked in the mirror.
The man with blood on his hands and hate in his eyes became familiar.
I embraced what I had become, and the evils I had committed.
With every new kill, more blood on my hands.
And then came the day I realized....
...I liked the devil I had become.

The Demon of Grispire

Blog: Thoughts From The Commander

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