I am not human. I was, maybe once but it may have all been a facade to keep me from suspecting anything about my true self.
I was an angel, though I sided with Lucifer in the war on heaven, I was struck down and banished to the earth just as he had, with him, by his side. I was fallen, unholy and demonic, I remain that way in my faith towards who I know as the dark prince Lucifer. (I specify by name due to the fact I know two.)
I consider myself unholy, though the angelic side of myself remains. I ponder it occasionally, wondering if defying God was truly worth it. And I remember, I would rather to be selfish and happy than have any hand in personal suffering, away from enjoyment, for a glorified and colonial view on what you can have now.
Even before remembering, I was interested in becoming vampiric, and so I did. Old spells made by those who turned with no clear origin, astral projection, my mediumship all helped me, and so did that man of darkness. He bit me, I felt warm spread throughout my body, my astral body remaining the same as it has been all those years ago. One day I hope my mortal form will achieve this too.
All of these experiences, memories, feelings on myself make up important parts of me I wouldn't trade for anything else. Why trade when it is easier to be as you are ? A few twists can be made, but it is all the same to me if it is in the vien of becoming your true self.
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