I took the bite to unlock power.
Instead, it unleashed psychotic obsession
As leader of the Creole Kings,
Ive spent a lifetime perfecting discipline,
control, and the ruthless precision of my mind.
The experimental bat bite was meant only to awaken my dormant gifts—
strengthening my authority, sharpening my perception.
But it unleashed something far more insidious: a dark, psychotic craving
that pulses relentlessly beneath my skin, an obsessive hunger
for dominance that defies all reason.
My fixation is Lyric.
Training her demands calculated risks, pushing boundaries,
and testing limits Ive sworn never to breach.
Yet, as my dark appetites grow, so does my obsession
with taking her apart—piece by tantalizing piece—
until she surrenders to my twisted desires.
