Well, a very short and twisted piece of writing. Hope you will enjoy it.
LEX TALIONIS
You know me.
I do not know you. For you are hidden, far, lost. I will never be able to see you. Only your reflection, the voice in my head.
You will come across me any time you will want to, and I will never be able to see the face of Satan, of you. For this is not me who had chosen to be myself- this is all your making. You forced me to be myself. You need me, for without me, your life will not be interesting.
That is all I am for you.
You know me.
You know me better than I know myself. You know my weaknesses and the habits I will never be able to break, you know what I fear and what my dreams are, and you exploit every bit of that knowledge to traumatize me, to make me the image of your dreams. Your nightmares. All your hope in life, is to take me- and change and twist and make me lost, to make me something I have never chosen to be.
Nobody asked me what I wanted to become. I sure never asked this from you.
You know me.
Not as well as you think you know me. You thought I like being me, having power, so much that it even satisfies my ever growing voracity, and not even once you thought that I don't want any of this. I don't need all the money and power in the world. All I need is to be left alone. All I want is to take a long vacation, and never to come back.
All I want is that the next time you will think of me, you will know that it was you who have chosen that I will be greedy.
You know me.
You know what I've been through my entire life. Heck, you were the source of most of it. You've been there all along, laughing when I fell, shrieking in joy when I was smeared and banged your hands at the walls with jolly when they caught me, jail closing me down.
You loved me, and you hated me and you loved to hate me. This was all your purpose in the pathetic thing you have called your life, how to ruin mine. I would have had things better without you, yet you couldn't leave me alone, you just had, HAD, to take everything away from me.
You said it was good for the rating.
You know me.
Not what and who I am, there is not such thing in your lexicon, but who I will be. And you always hated me for that. You already know that there will never be redemption for my soul.
That I don't deserve it.
You knew right from the beginning that some day I will wake up and be the creature, yes, CREATURE, that you despise so much that you want be dead, and you have done absolutely nothing to prevent it. You were even happy that it will happen, because without me, HE will have no meaning to his life.
You, the authors of my life, created me a villain.
Enjoy the fact that I'm only powerful in dreamland, because when I finish my domination there, YOU will be next.
Lex talionis (latin)- the law of equal and direct retribution: "an eye for eye,a thooth for tooth...", Babylon.