Now, I will make of you, a truly unique and free being. I will make you overcome all self imposed limits, all social barriers, you will taste the true individual freedom.
I shall carve you to my liking.
I am your artist, and you are my art.
Let me use you as my guinea pig.
I will carve you...
"Once you give up on everything, once you lose everything, only then you will gain absolute freedom.
I exist on the hope to find a beautiful maiden that will slit my throat with a malice and grace that its so inherent of woman.
Now I understand that of course, there's no such thing. And if there's no such thing, I will make it.
Now then, shall we begin to put the seeds of malice into your heart?
So that one day I can harvest the hate outta' you?
Let's start small, here's a blade. Let's paint it red!"
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Life grants us the possibility of being alive, Life grants us the possibility of dying, Therefore Life may possibily be a bitch. //Memento Mori//
