I killed them, looking over them, covered in blood. I can't help the ecstasy and adrenaline running through my veins. I laugh loudly - so this is how it feels! Finally, I got tired of being pushed around and killed them. I got so tired of being the perfect, overlooked, quiet child. To hell with morals! Finally, my revenge!

I see demons in the shadows, soaring above me, congratulating me. I see him out of the corner of my eye - so beautiful and so evil. He, whom they called Lucifer, looks upon me with love, or so I thought. He grins so twistedly. I'm...