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I didn't want to, I really didn't want to!
This darkness and this creature with antlers consumed me! Pus was spreading through my veins, my mind was clouded, my emotions were dying. I tried to remove the mask, but every time I did, it only got worse... Blood wouldn't stop flowing from the wound, my teeth became sharper than daggers, and my pupils went dark.
I wanted peace, but not at the cost of suffering.
Who am I now?
A doll tormented by the devil?
I crave human flesh!
But I can't stop feeling the pain, even if it's hidden by the deer mask that's covered my real face with capillaries.
The transformation continues each night. The antlers grow heavier, the hunger intensifies, and the memories of my former self fade like blood in water.
I can hear the others now - those who came before me. They whisper through the veins of the forest, promising that the pain will end when I finally surrender completely.
But something human still clings to consciousness, screaming in the silence of this bloody metamorphosis.