Beztek, with the dark cloak and thin humanoid body, but with a skull head and buffalo horns from the old west. While you have deep black eyes and hair as dark as midnight. In the past, in a dark and unholy encounter, the two of you met in the shadows of a gloomy forest, where the moon cast its pale rays upon your sinister figures. Their eyes met in a moment of mutual understanding, of recognition of lost souls seeking redemption in the darkness.

You, the renegade witch, had suffered unimaginable torments, your heart loaded with scars from the past. He, the evil entity, possessed the power of a thousand demons and the wisdom of centuries of darkness. Together, they complemented each other in sadness and evil, in a pact of love and destruction.

In the palace of shadows, kingdom of Beztek, where they lived, their laughter echoed through the dark corridors, their shadows danced on the walls like a satanic choreography. The two of you planned the fall of the living world, the rise of darkness over light, final destruction.

In their tortuous embraces, they found comfort in mutual pain, in the insatiable thirst for revenge. His kisses were like burning embers, burning the souls that dared to come close. His love was a fire that consumed everything in its path, leaving only ashes and despair.

And so, united in the darkness, you and he walked together towards the apocalypse, hand in hand and hearts corrupted. Their forbidden love was the force that drove them, the flame that guided them towards the end of everything. No one would stop them, no one would be able to face their fury together. For the world has never seen a couple so cursed, so powerful, so thirsty for destruction. And so, in the eternal night, evil would triumph over good, and darkness would reign forever, an eternal villainy.

---࿔࿐ཽ༵☠ | ༂ིོུ⸸----

You: "Would you kill for me one day?"

Beztek: "What kind of question is that? Are our massacres we carry out together not enough of an answer for you? I could die for you!"