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My life is a tragedy; and it all began two years ago. The forest was cold, dark and creepy and the being that approached me there was as inhuman as it gets. I faintly remember the skeletal lines on its face; the same face smeared in a white and black substance until it appeared as though it were death itself. It still comes back to me every night and every night I awaken in fits of screaming; my hands instinctively dropping to the place on my knees where I had to pry myself free of that hallowed ground, shredding my flesh but still able to walk. And on the same night two years later, we are destined to encounter each other once again. I feel myself whisper a single word, despite not knowing from where it came.
At once I collapse to the floor in spasms, my every cell mutating and warping, the vision in my eyes blurring and fogging up. Five minutes later I arise...
All is not as I remember it. The landscape that was once my bedroom has been replaced by the same mysterious one that I had arrived at many years ago with no knowledge of how I got there. Where socks had been strewn along the floor carelessly there were many great, hulking trees. Except something was wrong. It was as though I were no longer seeing things through my own eyes. The snow that I recalled so vividly in my head as being so white now was a mysterious shade of red, strangely akin to the color of blood. And then I felt it within my head. And I realized this was not my nightmare but that the creature was inside me, and now I understood the horror it felt.
The beat I had heard two years ago was in fact the beat of my own heart, but where there had been an incessant thundering of the beat there was now a much slower, calmer movement. The sound I hear is still as blurred as ever before, arguably more so, and I must strive to make out the noises in both my head and the air around me. What had sounded like a guitar before was there once again although not as high in pitch nor as fast and furious as before. Instead this was a sound much lower in tone that constantly changed in pace from rapidly drilling itself into my brain to a much slower and more groovy sound, carrying a strong sense of foreboding with it. I knew not what it was nor where It came from, only that it found its way to my heart and struck me with terror, and I knew that something had changed.
And then the creature appeared before me, and I nearly screamed.
Whereas previously this had been a creature of mystery that carried a sense of evil to it, it was now rather less frightening. I could see human flesh welded to its exposed rib cage and as my eyes moved up I saw something rather more familiar to me-the head of a goat. This would almost seem surreal given that this was the creature's head, not some ornament dangling from its neck by a chain, but I knew this was all too real. There was no longer anything about this animal that could force the same feelings of dread into me any more, but instead this was a creature I felt my heart fluttering with excitement and wonder to meet. I knew not what it was, only that I wished to remain with it. Something I would never have thought possible until it happened. It spoke in a voice not so harsh.
"We are Legion. For We Are Many. Join Us.
I don't know why, but this demonic-looking creature had a way of speaking to me that made it seem the right thing to do, as I kill myself in woe.