Consume the Earth

Consume.

The one thing she had to do. The one thing that would help her achieve the her sweetest desires.

Destroy.

Take a thing, burn it down. She was always surprised at how many things were flammable.

Avenge.

All her destruction and consumption was all for this. Burn everything he loved.

And he loved everything.

He taught her wrongly, fed her lies... he was a lie, wasn't he?

Once she was a Christian. Or, she called herself one. She still didn't know what it meant to be one. A liar. That's what they were.

And if that's true, I don't need to burn anything, do I? He doesn't exist, therefore he can't love everything.

He did exist... in their minds. And if that was enough existence to be called an existence, so be it. He existed which meant he still loved all things.

So I will burn it all, set it in flames. Everything will die, everything will disappear... even me.

He somehow still loves me, even though I'm putting him through all of this. He still loves me. If he's even real. Which he isn't. But I'll burn it anyway. I've heard the truth now. I've heard how foolish I've been to believe that such a loving, living God exists. There is no such thing. He was the one thing I held onto throughout my childhood, through all my abuse. And he never helped me. He never brought me out of my misery, never even let me try to end my misery. He always interfered, trying to let me suffer.

But...

...

No. Nothing is going to stop me. I can't afford to think like that. I've destroyed so much, comsumed it all in fire... I can't stop now. It's a big task that I've given myself, and I'm going to complete it. No one will stop me from accomplishing this. Not even myself.

No one could stop her from turning away from the Christian faith. And that was apparently a pretty difficult task. She'd done the impossible, she could do it again.

No one will stop me.

Consume.

Destroy.

Avenge.

Avenge the life thta I've lost, the one that I could have lived. The one that had been sacrificed for some stupid, ungrounded beliefs. The beliefs that told me my life would be okay, the ones that made it the worst.

Here's to the only thing I know how to do.

Suffer.

Destroy.

Ruin.

She struck a match and took away more of what he loved.

First her home.

Then the earth.

Then herself.