There are two versions of him.
My Vision slides in and out, unsure of which one to focus on.
The Beast has been in control for so longā¦is the Man still in there?
He is. Quieter. Each time we meet I am able to draw him out more.
They deserve harmony. There is no need for these Souls to struggle so.
I am drawn to him. His soul calls out to me. Lost not in Death, but in Life.
The Man wants to protect me, the Beast claim meā¦at times it seems the same.
I want to help him. I want to keep him safe.
I want to keep him. I am his. He is mine.
My Derrux.








