A Love Letter

You stole my crown and innocence.

I forged one in the fires of Hell, and it is heavy. It is suffocating.

You thought the atrocities you inflicted on the innocent would be protected by your Prince.

You are absolutely wrong.

There are cosmic laws that cannot be broken. It turns out you are so vile and unworthy that even Hell itself rejects you.

When I returned, I claimed both armies. And you... you are finished.