The Black Void

The Black Void

Pain, the big “P”, is something we all know and fear. And rightfully so. As it is the ever-returning demon that feasts on our souls and slowly devours all that we are. It consumes you and leaves nothing but complete hatred for all that surrounds you, regardless of its nature. It changes you forever.

And what greater delicacy is there than pure love, from the very depths of your soul? The epitome of glowing life essence radiating from your heart. Beckoning Distruction, to joyfully skip right in through the large and inviting open door.

Sweet, loving, and filled with life. Innocent and naive you are, with not a care in the world. 

Your whole milieu being a wonderland that revolves around one being. 

Your beacon that you build your kingdom around. The first you think of when you wake, and the last before falling asleep.

Every step you take is fixed around your roaring fire. This single being, in a world of billions,

becomes your sun, moon, and stars. And you could never imagine how anything could exist without them. Now, what’s more desirable than that?

Pure love could be the best or worst thing to ever happen to you. For when it is revealed that this “wonderland” you hold so dear is only a dream, it will leave you shattered, with no hope of ever being truly whole again.

When that rude awakening sneaks up on you, revealing your angel to be the devil. The master of deception himself, there to devour all you love and cherish. There is nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.

When it sheds its angel skin and rises high in a cloud of darkness, the hand of Distruction hits your weak chest with unimaginable force. Feeling dumbfounded, caught completely off guard, you are violently knocked to the ground and left lying in the mud.

Your life essence and fragile crystal heart are slowly being sucked from your weak body, crushed to sparkling dust that fades to darkness. You are left to be nothing but an empty shell.

Frozen in place, unable to move, unable to breathe, as the world around you starts to crack and fall apart. Peeling off and floating to the ground, like cheap wallpaper. Revealing an endless, empty, black void. And this is where the inevitable transformation begins.

Your empty shell slowly fills up with an unbearable ache as you come to realize the reality that’s taking form in front of you. You are now alone and cold, surrounded by nothing but darkness with no end in sight. 

All traces of life leaves your eyes as you lay there paralyzed while the darkness creeps in like black goo, crawling up your dying skin, into every orifice, slowly entering your veins and filling up your empty shell.

The shell that once held warmth and light was now being consumed by cold darkness. And before long black ooze is seeping from your once bright eyes.

At first, the feeling of icy darkness filling your body is painful. But as it devours you completely, you become one. Anger and hatred starts brewing inside, and after a while, that is all that you are.

Let’s be honest. The world we live in is one cruel son of a ***. And oftentimes, more than not, those who deserve it the least suffer the most. We all have our demons. Tearing away at our skin from the inside.  Wanting to burst out and devour that which we hold dear. It’s taming them that makes the difference. 

- Nyx666