"So, you want to know The Devil?"

This is the most bizarre entry I've found in this journal so far. That's saying a lot given the kind of stuff I've posted from it so far.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: So, you want to know The Devil?

_____: Is it time for this again already? I told you before, you can't break me.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: Amusing. If we wanted to break you, there would be shards of you strewn across this planet. As always, our aim is brotherhood. Forging a bond--a blood pact if you will. We intend you no harm.

_____: Then why do I feel worse after every encounter I have with you?

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: The weak feel strain after attempting growth. There is no malignancy in us, only weakness in you. We can assist you in achieving your much sought after apotheosis.

_____: I'll get there myself. I don't need help from you.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: Oh? By doing what? Synthesizing another one of your sonic miscarriages? Marking your misguided thoughts in verse and image? As it stands there is no point to you. We can alter that.

_____: Fuck you.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: Your beacon of arrogance will crumble, and with it so shall you fall. Take solace that we will be there to catch you with our arms innumerous.

_____: I'd prefer to hit the ground.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: Death is not an option for you.

_____: There's always a way out.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: If you intend on taking your own life, we will not allow it. We will keep you breathing for as long as we see necessary. We are the animator, you are the marionette.

_____: ...

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: You have to accept that there is no place for you in this world.

_____: Things can change.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: People change, vessel. Things change after people make change within themselves. You are incapable of evolution. You will forever be _____ _____. A pebble plated in gold is still only a small stone. You can accept this as a bitter old man, dying alone in his own filth, or, you can accept it now and become part of us.

_____: Dying alone wont be so bad.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: Your persistence awakens the emptiness in our innards. That Aegis-like will of yours calls to us like sirens at sea. Assimilation is inevitable. You can join us this dawn by choice, or at your eventide by force.

_____: I won't do it. Ever.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: These words will someday compose your requiem.

_____: ...I'm going to sleep.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: Hiding yourself only stirs our presence in you. We know who you truly are.

_____: Is that so?

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: We knew you before you knew you. Your lies shield you from the world, and the world from you.

_____: Everyone lies. As human beings we lie every single god-forsaken day we wake up. We lie when we say "everything's okay", when we say today will be different, when we set unattainable goals for the sake of appearing alive in the eyes of others.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: What you are in the shade will appear on the surface. We already see it, it's only a matter of time before they see it. Except they wont be so forgiving. We'll protect you. You know what you have to do.

_____: Leave me alone.

s.e.t.(h).(t).h.e.c.(a).g.(e).(d).: For now.