Doom
Freedom, flight.
Omnipotent?
No, over what?
I am alone
In this subterranean soulscape
It is heaven, it is me!
NO, WAIT!
ME?!
NO! I am still traped!
Accursed self-delusion, you hath given me hope!
How could you be so cruel?!
Now I can feel again… now I can burn.
I am infernal, PUT ME OUT!
My heart is not ice
I am vulnerable!
I must again turn cold
Again… I must kill
For if I kill, I am different
For if I kill, I am not them
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