Please do not fear for me. I have no fear myself. The old monsters are gone. The old curses have echoed to silence. And if my immortal soul is lost to me, something yet remains. I remain.
I write in hope that one day you will answer me and that everything can again be like it was… Though I know that can never be.
I have been touched by Satan. My weakness allowed it. My faith was not strong enough and Lucifer came to me. I didn’t fight him strongly enough. I don’t know that I fought him at all.
I am nothing. I am no more than a blade of grass. But I am. You think you know evil? Here it stands.