The Humanoid Diaries: Aerieus

Entry Seven

Dear Diary,

And I was back where I started, alone.

I hated my parents…and everyone…all those people who hated me…and so I embraced the title of “Cruel Dictator” and made them suffer. I made them all suffer. I made them die…I killed my parents…how I enjoyed that…the blood on my dress…the skin of my scalped parents. They couldn’t force me to do what they wanted anymore. It was my will to be done, not theirs! If I was to be Queen…I would be Queen alone, and not a puppet!

My hand is cramping, I will continue my story momentarily.

Sincerely,
Aerieus.