Fall

Someone once said, “The Devil made me do it.” Did I? Or was I simply the object of your disdain for your own flaws? I was the original sin, yes; but you yourself aren’t innocent. Sure, I‘ve pushed you to the edge on occasion, but you yourself hold the power of self destruction in your heart.

Your nature is darkness; your soul black with evil. “Men are naturally good on the inside!” It is the biggest lie I’ve ever told the world. You think you’re good? That you’re environment or circumstances make you a villain? Think again. Man is not a creature born holy. You were born a wretch, and you will die a wretch unless redeemed.

Redemption is only a step away. Yet you continue to fall. Fall into the cold embrace of selfish ambition and deceit. I don’t need to do anything! You make my mission easy! If every human was born good, then I would have my hands full with the destruction of your soul. Yet, you burn yourself alive.

I am the Father of Evil. I am Satan. You are simply a product of your own desires. Desires so skewed and warped that what seems right unto a man, is the path to his own destruction. I am not here to save you from it. Rather, I’m here to revel in your eventual demise. I am here to help you on your journey into darkness.

I am damned by the Creator Himself. If I shall burn in the Bottomless Pit, destined to an eternal suffering more searing then your wildest imaginations, then you’re coming with me. This is my manifesto. You, and all of your infernal human brothers and sisters, save those of the redeemed, shall die in eternal torment for your foul deeds and evil desires. This isn’t my fault. It’s not even God’s fault. It’s yours.

So begins your fall.