Devils and enigmas are only here for the sole purpose of testing you. They are empty husks and shadows riddled across the world which mean you harm, but unbeknownst to them, they are simply the catalysts brought to test you. They’re like the fires that forge the hardest steel. Without those tastes of chaos, you will not know strength or what it truly means to be alive.
This is true. I’m happy that you realize it and aren’t letting the whole retarded situation get to you. You’re better than that and all involved. Let them talk their shit and have their fun. It’s all they have and all they ever will. Misery and bullshit adore company. You’re way too good to join them. I love you!
I fucking love you!