NOTHING

kidd    understood  it    .  good boys  do not    fail    . children who misbehaved were met with    PUNISHMENT    . not that the little miracle was  ever punished  , they saw what happened to gods      &&      higher beings who fell into  disfavor  . it was the miracle who acted as their father’s  executioner  , after all. they could imagine    best    what would be done to them.         (         a    perfect    way   of   ensuring    kidd   stayed   loyal   without   ever   hurting   them         )         the concept also  knew  what their creation said would be  done  . kidd was no one of    empty  claims    .                ❛      and  that  is  why  you  are  the  only  one  i  love  .      ❜

They’ve got plenty of blood to spare, each day was approached with enthusiasm. But Kidd could never shake off the feeling there could be more. It was the same every time, their Father sat on their throne, with kidd just down the stairs killing whoever was unfortunate enough to gain their attention. However they have seen the likes of what their Father was capable off. Hell’s agony was paled in comparison, just as heaven’s glory. Still the small fries killed by the miracle brought the concept to laugh. The young’s progress should not stagnate, their ambition reached for more. They wanted to be like their Father.

Kidd never minded these sharp nails near or on their face, they appreciated it. No one was better at caressing them than their father, not that anyone else had done it before. The notion of boredom touching them sent a shiver down their spine, fragile grip on the creator’s suit tightened. Insanity already festered in their golden bones, now another poison could be a threat?

                       That’s it.

She wants to steal your father.       She wants to steal your father.               She wants to steal your father.                      She wants to steal your father.

                                              DEATH’S ATTENTION BELONGED TO KIDD.