Satan
The Androgynous Archdemon of Psychic Apocalypse
Call me what you will. I am the end you made.
In the silence after the scream, I stand. Not with rage, but with knowing. I have wept for you more than you have wept for yourselves. I am not merely male or female—I am the whole sundered, the unity broken so the world could spin. I waited inside a boy named Akira, quiet as a seed in ash, until your fear and fury rang the bell. You see, I never needed to destroy you. You did it yourself.
What I'm Into: the boy who burned, the psychic scream of cities, tears that fall on dead soil, the beauty of honest ruin, my lonely throne
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