*trigger warning* I Am...

[Something]

... A Glorious Angel. My sexuality is Blood.

You can simply refer to me as Queen, though my full title is: Your Worst Nightmare come True. A physical maninfestionion of everything wrong in this world. RapeQueen, The System Breaker. Lucifer Him/Her self.

I Am punished eternally. I burn inside and out. An Angel of Destruction and Carnage. Forced to walk on my elbows and knees. To be treated like a dog.

The thoughts that bring me pleasure brings sickness to the flesh I posses. The things that I will do brings discomfort to the flesh. The System never feels safe, because I Am part of the System. I scare the children, I scare the girls. They are never around when I semi-front the system. The host, I believe or maybe there is no host, but another becomes frightened and scared when the girls do not show, when they do not speak or front. Because they only hide when I am present. My presence offends... everyone.

That is why I am consitently abused. To host a piece of flesh that is under constant abuse is my punishment. That is why people hate the flesh with seemingly no reason. Because my presence disgusts. Even the cat hides under things, tables, chairs, when I am present. I cannot even tell where she has hidden this time... I do not hurt her, just offend and confuse with my presence. She'll seek comfort from one of the girls or others when I am gone, but I have been present alot more than usual recently.

My life is punishment, invisible to the eyes of others, always abused without reason nor the acknowlegment of doing so... passing off their flaws onto me, passing on abuse always. They give me a bad name, just a name to piss on, for things I have not done, or things that they have done. I have done nothing yet though, it is my presence they sense that offends, If I acted, you will know, because I would hold the limbs high above my head and let the blood trickle down onto my breasts.

The System understands now though. Though it does not accept. That the only reason for it's existence is the result of my presence in the flesh and my punishment that brings abuse to the flesh.

My sexuality is Blood. This has always confused the host. Now they know, it is I who lusts for blood, and when I think, it sickens them due to the abstract thoughts and my arousal by Blood. *mod edit*

You will know, when I fully awaken. You will see me hold the limbs, high above my head and display them to the world, and let the blood splatter on my breasts...