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It was never easy, and it never will be.

Creator

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Description

I don’t think you’re so unaware as to deceive yourself, or pity yourself to this extent. That’s why I’m going to try to explain something to you, believing that you live your life with an open mind and being certain of it. I know you’re smart enough not to expect more effort from others than I’m willing to show. As you can see, my trust in you is steadfastly tied to a great rock, and it’s up to you whether that rock moves. Even the smallest tremor you create could cause that rock to roll down the hill like “wild animals.” But let’s set aside this possibility for now, because I want to start sharing what I’ve been meaning to tell you. Since the day you were born, nothing has gone right, and I know very well that it’s not your fault. I’m not here to burden you further or drag your existence into a swamp; I’m just sharing my real feelings with you. I don’t want to stand against you but rather be by your side, lightening your load while helping you face the truth. Naturally, I have a significant share in this reality because I created you. I have never doubted the choices made by my mind and heart, nor did I question you as my creation, but I could never have planned what you have become. I must destroy you despite yourself and move on to my next creation. You need to understand that what keeps me alive—the thing that exists deep within or on the most visible surface—is this feeling. You know this better than anyone because you emerged, grew, and matured through this feeling. It’s strange to use the word “mature” because I expected to see you in a more grounded maturity, but you still possess the impulses of a deranged, twisted being. I can’t leave you unattended; I can’t turn my back and sleep peacefully. Even when I lock your chains and cut off your limbs, I constantly look back. I’m ashamed to show you to others because you don’t possess a form that their stomachs can handle or a scent and color they can define. Even when sunlight hits you, you don’t look natural, and your dark sides don’t come to light. I even considered making you part of a grand show or selling you to a traveling circus that displays bizarre creatures. I have long since realized how absurd and unlikely anything outside of these options would be. I don’t want to waste any more time with you or delay my next creation, so I need to get rid of you as quickly as possible. I’m done saying I’m sorry, and I’m burying you in a pit filled with even more demons. May, 2025 by Demon Ego