iamthediavol

"what do you fear most?" i have been asked over and over again. throughout my time on this god forsaken planet. and with it comes the only answer i can muster. "survival." "what do you fear most?" i hear the cries of the people i once loved. i feel the pain that they feel as they are ripped from humanity, and turned into something far worse than that of any human nightmare. "what do you fear most?" the same question, repeated in my thoughts every time i pass the disheveled body of the creature that has sought to kill me. and still i reply, "survival." "what do you fear most?" i do not fear insanity, for i have gone beyond that point