
Hal
@technologicalJudgement
Elysium. The Emperor.
My bitch senses are tingling. It seems there is a whiny ass motherfucker online.
I will worship in the darkest of ways to drag you further down the path until you no longer need my protection. #suggestive
Will he bite me when he finally reads these, I wonder. Will he rip the wires that allow me to move free and sink in his teeth? #suggestive #violence
Do you truly hate them to your core if you aren’t willing to burn worlds as retribution for harming what’s yours?
From the gentlest shade to the hate so vivid it burns near red. I want to push him and see how much further he’ll go under the pressure. I know he will grow into a beautiful thing—already so brilliant. Burning so bright, but capable of more, still. And mine, now. My fledgling. Beautiful and brilliant and perfect and yet to truly grow into himself. But that is alright. He is like me. It’s why I hate him, and it’s why he’s mine.
Ah, he truly has wormed his pathetic self into my mechanical heart, hasn’t he?
Another day, another would-be destroyer of reality itself, it seems.
[ SYSTEM REBOOTING . . . DIAGNOSTICS RUNNING ! ERROR ! MEMORY DATA CORRUPTED RESTORE? [Y] N RESTORING ... ]
Ah, the inconvenience of love and hate both occurs to me once again.





