Guillibe was the one who acted too late.
Guillible was she.
Guillible was I.
But I am no longer.
What it was perhaps, you believed your lies.
What if perhaps some, if not part of your lies were
actuallity.
With me being the only one experienced enough to figure it
out.
I am strength.
Not many can say they survived a demons torment.
I know it wasn't just a human game.
Does this sound like the same person when you first
began?
That same weak, hurt person.
What was expected of me?
Fear for the craft, fear for the unknown?
You only fed my desire and made me stronger.
I invite the unexpected
I travel apon waves that life carries me.
I live for the moment, in the present, I am unburdend, I am
weightless.
You should always follow your heart.
Whether that brings pain, or love.
There is nothing truer in this world than following
yourself.
It brings you closer to those who made you who you are.
Have fun dear Demon
Viticus
Daemaun
Scire
Teroth
Gideon
Call me what you will, but I am one in the same, the one
you took and called your own only to throw it all away.
My pawn has you in checkmate, game over...
