Ascension of Ashes

The nightmares have finally stopped—at least while I’m sleeping. Now, I’ve been thrown down a rabbit hole of misery and despair, grasping for the life I used to have before betrayal stabbed me in the back.

Again.
Something evil—wicked—lurks deep inside me…waiting. Part of me always felt it there beneath the surface, but I was able to suppress it. Until now. What once was a seed has now blossomed into a thriving, poisonous flower of destruction. And my body aches to relish in it.
A foreign, sinister power whispers dark promises into my ear, invading my veins slowly, nearly undetectable, until it takes up permanent residence, and I’m doing the unthinkable like it’s second nature. The euphoric high is like nothing I’ve ever experienced—exhilarating and terrifying all at the same time.

Am I trading one evil for another? Or will the realm shift, create cracks in the façade, and crumble beneath the corruption that’s been brewing since my supposed death?