"What are you doing with yourself Luke?" I muttered, staring at my reflection in the mirror, searing my dark eyes. What was I doing? Being nice? Helping people? It wasn't what I did. It wasn't who I was. Was it?
I pulled the towel from my head, tossing it in a corner.
Hadn't I left in the first place because I was tired of being me? Tired of bringing fear to every soul I came across? How I just wanted to go somewhere and blend in for once.
I ran a hand through my damp hair, avoiding looking in the mirror.
Enough of the philosophical crap for one day. I was who I was. Having fun. Causing trouble. Bringing Mayhem. It's what I did. Would continue to do. Nothing would change.
I finished tying the laces on my shoes, snatching up the keys as I passed by the kitchen counter. Time to go cause more trouble. They would see. I was still the same old Prince of Darkness everyone knew.
-Inspiration from watching the TV show Lucifer
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