Succumb to my delicious evil. I will make you stray far from the path of purity and morals with my wicked allure. There’s no shaking me from your mind; you’re plagued by my horrific beauty. With judgement clouded and reason disregarded, you’re manipulated to worship me with libertine abandon. Your sense of rationale frays at the edges as I pick apart the fibers of your meager existence. I will create the fog and lead you through it to my glorious kingdom where you know to idolize me above all else. I illuminate your new purpose. In my kingdom, you are nothing without me and you have no identity outside of my acknowledgement of you. You are a broken disciple of my pleasure, beyond salvation, and you must adapt to the sinful obedience of your new life as my slave.