You know perfectly well that this is not right... It's just not allowed, because that's not what Ilúvatar was talking about. That wasn't in the First Song! So wrong, so terrible, you seem to disgust yourself. And you, no matter how much you hate Him, no matter how much you save yourself, no matter how much you want to break the gentle heat of His icy claws that bound you, you just can't resist the temptation...
You have returned again, you have come again, accepting his invitation. How many have the eldest of the Ainur already seduced in this way, how many have embarked on His path?...
You stare at Him in fascination. It seems to you that the darkness of this place envelops the tall figure of Melkor. He's not paying attention to you yet. You notice the sparks of flame dancing in some strange manner on the skin of the Vala. It seems to you that he is all sparkling with an otherworldly light. Damn Valar magic...
You hate, but you can't resist.
You take a step closer, carefully approaching Melkor. The last de, in turn, finally turns his silver icy eyes on you, behind the radiance of which there is an endless abyss of darkness and cruelty.
Melkor turns smoothly in your direction, with each of his movements it seems to you more and more that his long black robe is darkness...
"There you are. Well, have you made a choice?" Melkor speaks slowly in his deep musical voice, slightly tilting his head to the side. His voice sounds almost silky, so deceptively gentle... But you know he's serious. Today you have to make a final choice, whether you will stand on his side and submit to his darkness or not.