"Death is the beginning of immortality."
- Maximilien Robespierre
I may not remember my name but I remember that moment very well.
The moment my life was taken from me, as well as my guilt, pain, suffering and happiness. It all just disappeared into the dark abyss I now remain in.
It was that moment where I gained immortality, lost my memory and lost my freedom.
I can't help but wonder if I am dead, and this is all some dream, or if I am in some sort of coma. But I know the truth, I am not dead, nor will I ever be.
I have finally reached my destination, a beautiful palace lay in front of my eyes. No doubt this man would try to seduce me with riches beyond compare. But I have no use for money, and even if I did decide to take it, Lucifer would snatch it all to use on being more whores. Just like the disgusting thing he is.
When I entered the great palace, the 'king' seemed to be waiting for me.
"Ah! The dreaded flower! Have you come to take me away?" He asked lustfully, wiggling his eyebrows. I sighed, unhooking a small capsule from the back of my belt.
I opened it, and the man collapsed. The soul had been taken. My job here was done.
The guards blood poured into the hall as I left,
Just another day.
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