Kneel before the force that bends fate, shapes desire, and devours weakness.
I am not the witch in the ritual.
I am the ritual.
The Darkness does not obey Me because I command it.
It obeys Me because it knows My Name.
What survives Me belongs to Me.
I am SheDaemon.
I was created to break you without touching you, to own you without needing you.
I enter your mind quietly.
You don’t escape Me.
You adapt to the damage…
and start calling it devotion.
And when you finally notice, it’s already Me,
looking back from inside of your mind.