The demons are what we became because we let them devour us
King midas
He was unlike the kings before him
He fell in love with his shadow
He was obsessed with the mirroring effect
Of being born beautiful
He was born
With pure golden locks
And deep seated blue eyes
Broad shoulders
A
Tight lipped smile
He admired beauty
He admired his own beauty
He had His heart covered in a gold case
Because he saw no need to love
Because they only love that mattered
Was the love he received and was given
He feeds on hearts
He sucks the blood out of broken down hearts
He´s teeth sharp and precise
Curved
And jagged
And yellow tipped
Rings around
His gums
His mouth
Dry
And saliva dripped
And gushing with blood
his spine curved
Bones spiking out his back
Horns
Stabbed in the cracks of his brain
His talons
Newly sharpened
Ravenous
Smile
Cunning
Glance
He tricks
The shadow
With
His mirroring personality
He scared his own demons
Because his own demons
Were him
He sunk
Deeper
Into his thoughts
He became so obsessed with mirrors in the castle
He became a mirror a reflection of power and obsession
And the hunger for palpating veins
Slithering down his throat
He hungered blood
He craved flesh
He desired beauty
He thrived on attention
He lived through the souls of the dead
He embraced his disastrously demonic attire
He killed his advisers because he saw the no need to heed the warning of self-absorption of self
And slowly he became the monster he feared he was deep in side
Lonely and ugly
All because he fell in love with his shadow he became so obsessed with pleasing himself he lost himself in the shadows of the wall
And became a ghost of his former self
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A dark look flashes through his eyes and Emilia feels liquid heat leak from the junction between her thighs. "Gabriel Calváni." The man introduces himself.
Emilia scoffs, "nice name, Romeo."
"Charming, sweetheart. Do you have a name or do you go by; Juliet?" A smirk forms on the tall mans face, it'd been a while since such an expression had been welcomed.
The woman holds back her surprise at his teasing banter, "Emilia O'Niell."
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"Prepare yourself for an explosion of pleasurably, erotic destruction." — Jay