It would be too good for you
Every now and again I am consumed by inescapable rage when I think of the face you must of have made when you gave the order. Do you really think you can escape?
The only reason I haven't torn your rotten heart out of you chest is because death is too good for you. I smile when I think of you suffering. It fills me with such joy I want to cry. The thought of you screaming makes my heart pound.
One day...I will destroy you utterly. I won't kill you, I swear...but one day, I will destroy you. I'll bide my time, I'll become more powerful...and then I will destroy everything you hold in your puny fist. You think yourself too big for failure. You think you can escape. You're not cunning enough to escape me.
I fantasize about your demise daily.
I can feel my hand around your beating heart, even now...one day, you will know fear. You think yourself above emotion....but one day, all you will know is despair.
I will show you insanity.
Edit: Oh yeah...and your henchman. If I had the power to strangle someone over the phone, I would have.
As it is, I'll have to do with causing him so much pain that one day....that's all he'll feel.
Oh it gives me such shivers.
I think by now it's gone beyond what you did. All the things you have done. Your victims want it in the past. Unfortunately for you, I don't let the past go. I hold grudges. Your victims want to forget. I. Don't. Forget.
You're sick...but not as sick as I will be. Not as sick as you made me. As you made your victims. They're so sick they can't do anything about it anymore.
I'm just sick enough to do something.
Hating you comes as easy as breathing. My stomach clenches with how much I hate you.
Is it crazy that I'm smiling right now? Is it disturbing that the thought of destroying you makes me grin?
It disturbs me. I never want to hurt anyone...but the thought of hurting you makes me feel hungry. I desire it. I ache for it.
I feel like I'm slavering for it. Like a wolf.
Could it be because you're not a person? A person would never have done what you did. A demon would never have done what you did. A demon has more soul than you do.
I think a demon has enough soul to know that you need to be punished for what you did.
I will become a demon to punish you.
The only reason I haven't torn your rotten heart out of you chest is because death is too good for you. I smile when I think of you suffering. It fills me with such joy I want to cry. The thought of you screaming makes my heart pound.
One day...I will destroy you utterly. I won't kill you, I swear...but one day, I will destroy you. I'll bide my time, I'll become more powerful...and then I will destroy everything you hold in your puny fist. You think yourself too big for failure. You think you can escape. You're not cunning enough to escape me.
I fantasize about your demise daily.
I can feel my hand around your beating heart, even now...one day, you will know fear. You think yourself above emotion....but one day, all you will know is despair.
I will show you insanity.
Edit: Oh yeah...and your henchman. If I had the power to strangle someone over the phone, I would have.
As it is, I'll have to do with causing him so much pain that one day....that's all he'll feel.
Oh it gives me such shivers.
I think by now it's gone beyond what you did. All the things you have done. Your victims want it in the past. Unfortunately for you, I don't let the past go. I hold grudges. Your victims want to forget. I. Don't. Forget.
You're sick...but not as sick as I will be. Not as sick as you made me. As you made your victims. They're so sick they can't do anything about it anymore.
I'm just sick enough to do something.
Hating you comes as easy as breathing. My stomach clenches with how much I hate you.
Is it crazy that I'm smiling right now? Is it disturbing that the thought of destroying you makes me grin?
It disturbs me. I never want to hurt anyone...but the thought of hurting you makes me feel hungry. I desire it. I ache for it.
I feel like I'm slavering for it. Like a wolf.
Could it be because you're not a person? A person would never have done what you did. A demon would never have done what you did. A demon has more soul than you do.
I think a demon has enough soul to know that you need to be punished for what you did.
I will become a demon to punish you.