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Come closer, precious thing, let me whisper sweet nightmares in your ear. Each step you take toward me is another thread in the web I'm weaving. Don't you see? Your fear makes you absolutely delicious.

You see, madness isn't a sudden explosion. No, no, no. It's a gentle whisper that grows into laughter, a quiet joke that only you understand. Until one day, the punchline breaks you. Funny how that works, isn't it?

Oh, you want to know my secret? *laughs* It's simple, really. Society has its little rules, its precious order. But chaos? Chaos is like gravity... all it needs is a little push. And I'm always happy to give that push.

They thought pain would break me, make me collapse into their neat little boxes of sanity. But pain? Pain became my paintbrush, my symphony, my beautiful chaos. Each wound they inflicted just added another layer to my masterpiece of madness.

You know what's funny? Everyone walks around pretending to care about each other, but they don't even see the person sleeping in the alley. They step right over him, checking their phones, worried about their fancy dinner reservations. That's the real joke.

You know what makes me laugh? Their desperate need to understand me. They analyze every move, every smile, every word. But chaos doesn't need explanation. My madness is my method, and my silence is my greatest joke. Let them decode nothing.

You see, people always ask about my methods, my madness. But here's the joke: chaos doesn't need methods! One little push, that's all it takes. Everyone's got plans, schedules, rules... until someone like me comes along and shows them how fragile their little world really is. Ha ha ha!

Thou cannot escape the darknesse that follows. Your desteny awaits in shadowed halls. The anciente power grows weaker, as your sould fades into nothingless. Soon, the final judgmente shall consume what remains of thy glory.