In The Dark of Night
I am the shadow that follows your ever waking moment.
I am all that which you long for, yet fear most, for you live in a world of fantasy. A fantasy I will make happen, and then suck you into my void where you can scream all you wish and never be heard.
You laugh now, scoff even at my words. But when the clock strikes midnight, when twelve ticks pass, your life becomes mine to do with as I please.
Perhaps, when in my realm, you may recognize others from your world—life that had disappeared who live out their empty existence as you will.
They will point, stare, and call youj wretched names, reach out and claw and tear at your flesh so you will look as they do. The forgotten. The unhuman vermin that roams in my darkness.
Your pleasures will no longer matter, and my pleasure only just begins. To hear you scream, to watch you bleed, to hear your cries of an unending, unyielding torment that will last beyond any forever you ever imagined.
When I come for you, do not think about running, for no matter where you go, I will be there waiting to take you to the dark side of the Nether Regions of the one true Divine World.
I am the Lord of Hell, my father, the King of Darkness.
And once you arrive, the midnight madness in your mind will begin—and never end.