Transmutation


I, the Demon of Life, am not
what you suppose me to be.
Although my powers and
permutations are many, one
purpose I have; remember when

You became angry? Remember
when you became sad? During
both these times, I failed. Remem-
ber when you became happy?
remember when you became

Afraid? Yes, during these, I again
did not succeed; to conquer me, is to
conquer these, I then become some-
thing else entirely – I, the Angel of Death,
am not what you suppose me to be

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