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(abyss;; relating to the dark, optic (with an extra letter);; relating to the eye/overseer)
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THERES A FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH THIS MONTH CATCH MY SUPERNATURAL ASS CELEBRATING
Sometimes being in a human body is nice, i don't talk about that much.
But getting to live amongst people who would otherwise be terrified or incomprehensibly horrified is... nice... having family, having friends, feeling so small against the universe and having fun meeting people i wouldnt have even looked sideways at.
Getting to live among humans isn't all bad, as much as i long for home, i'd be kinda sad to leave this life behind, I guess I've grown attached to this little squishy mortal species.
I want to go home.
The forest is home.
The vast open and unbridled wilderness is home.
This world riddled with humans and their standards of morality and normality is not home.
I want to go back, to be wild, unrestrained...
free.
i want to become an infinite gory fleshy eldritch monstrosity
i want to become a shadowy figure, only visible in mirrors and photographs
i want to become a cryptic wolf-human-thing with coarse fur and a snout, and long arms instead of forelegs which have elongated hands and fingers with claws instead of nails.
i want to become small and frail, something to take and abuse
i want to become something strong and deadly, something you never fuck with, because the body they'll find will be mangled beyond identification
i want to become a formless, goopy body that slumps uselessly on the floor
i want to become unrecognizable. i want to become me.
So there's this thing where once you start killing people, murder seems like a fantastic answer to life's little problems.
And this thing where if you don't know someone as a person, it's really, really easy to kill somebody without a second thought.
And this thing where if you're fucked up enough you think you're going to start crying, but all you end up doing is smiling and laughing.
i'm demonkin, and i don't know why this has been weighing me down so much. i keep trying to look for evidence that demons aren't inherently evil and can be good people. i know i don't need external validation to prove that i can be good, but it just hurts a little sometimes knowing that so many people will see me as inherently bad
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