Lucifer

Dear Lucifer doesn’t steal souls, he makes others give themselves away. He charms, then corrodes, devouring, all while wearing a smile.

Evil has no shape, no name, no gender, no race, no God. It slips in, manipulates, feeds his ego quietly.

People aren’t people to him. They’re objects, to be used and discarded. An energy vampire just doing its job.

Narcissism isn’t his flaw it’s his truth, his nature stitched deep in the hollowness of his soul.

His solace is found with succubi and incubi, creatures like him, predators in disguise.

He sidesteps law, evades justice, and violates without shame. Maybe he doesn’t know, or maybe it just doesn’t matter.

He doesn’t heed any boundaries. Refusal means nothing. “No” is ignored. Truth stays buried.

Just taking, always taking and finding twisted joy in robbing other beings of their peace of mind.