Conflict.

Will, the price of Worth.

Unquenchable thirst for flame;

Amaterasu.

The Deceiver

Bow to the Deceiver.
He holds;
Strangles;
Recreates.

How can one create and destroy?
Simultaneous motion.

Life is but a labyrinth,
the Deceiver holds us all.

Anubis, the Potent.

You hold the key to my casket
No more questions, just the thought of fulfilment
Sleep burns my eyes
Now forced to grasp a world of infinity
The notion is revealed
Swimming in my mind my callous shell
A reminder of what I've become
Transferring our thoughts into one
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