Tag: amenadial

magicwithcolors:

I’ve finally figured out how you are my test. You see, Father wants me to just just be there for you. To have your back. Now that you’re evolving. There was this soul that I used to torture back in Hell. And like a good masochist, he’d call the shots. “Burn me. Freeze me. Hurt me.” So, I did. And this went on for centuries until one day, for some reason, he missed his daily punishment. And when I returned he was crying. “Please, my king,” he said. “Don’t ever forget me again. I promise I’ll be good.” It was then that I realized he was so full of self-loathing, void of any self-respect, that no matter the depth of my cruelty, whatever minuscule attention I paid gave meaning to his pointless existence.