what am i doing

[blackmonk]

Life. Death. Fields upon which my creator laid conquest, stripped bare of meaning and forever molded to the whims and desires of demons. To lay claim to the fruits of his labors and imprison me within the confines of the mind of a mortal human is perhaps the greatest insult to the existence of a demon imaginable.

I am the final blasphemy inflicted upon the 'miracle' of life by Zeref. Take solace in the knowledge that even the death I shall grant you the moment the opportunity is within my grasp, you will yet know purpose under the yoke of my gift.