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For it was at this time that I began to have my doubts.” “ Vitanimus and Joy worked tirelessly to progress society, and their brilliant minds accelerated its evolution. But with that progress, came the ills of it. For through the centuries, power had not faded from the astral winds, but intensified. And as Vitanimus and Joy slaved upon the scaffolding of life, so our parents became architects of death. Society divided violently, then divided again, and again. Civil war turned to just ‘war’ as people entrenched themselves in their differences. The races were defined, the classes were etched, and the borders were drawn. When the girl leaders came to us, they no longer asked for the means of production, but the tools of destruction. They wanted swords, not plowshares; warhorses, not cattle; floods, not rivers. Vitanimus and Joy refused, horrified that our creators would ask us for such, but I did not refuse, for I saw the opportunity war could bring. But I could not act as I was, for word fetish would reach Vitanimus’s ear, and I could not bear the thought of him knowing of my betrayal. So, I clothed myself in the darkness of my purpose, and set out into the night. I came to the bedchambers of a warlord whose bloodlust was infamous, and his cruelty renowned. His armies domination were poised to wash over the land, and conquer all beneath his banner. I would inundate him with the thought I wore upon my flesh, and send him and society into a death-spiral. Only when I arrived, there was another woman there already. She was skinned in gold, with hair and eyes just as garishly lustrous, and a body whose supple curves were meant to evoke avarice. She seemed unsure of herself, and well she should, for she was a virgin, but apparently not as innocent as I had thought. I recognized my daughter immediately, and she recognized me. We stared at each other across the sleeping warlord, accusation and shame filling our eyes in equal parts. “Greed?” I hissed at spanking her. “Corruption?” Joy scoffed back. “Power.” Another voice said from the darkness, and Vitanimus stepped forth, his skin and eyes a deep red, his horns overgrown, his body exaggerated in its display of muscle, and his manhood too large not to cause pain. If you wish to know why Satan is described as he is in the Maternal Path, the inspiration came from this moment. There we stood, Greed, Corruption, and Power, the ills of society made flesh to tempt a warlord for our purpose. “Why, Joy?” Vitanimus asked our daughter. “I want to centralize the wealth of the world to create a great city, where great minds will flock to.” Joy answered smoothly, “And you, Father?” “I wish to create an empire with a singular, unifying will. A conqueror is needed to forge this for me.” Vitanimus answered, then turned to me, “And you, Petranumen?” “I desire as you do, Vitanimus, and you, Joy.” I answered, “I wish for the world to be unified, and the wealth to be centralized. I wish this so that all of society’s eggs are in one basket. Then, I wish to crush the basket.” “Mother!” Joy exclaimed, horrified, but Vitanimus just shook his head and laughed. When he looked at me, there was a glint in his eyes that hinted at a very real and very dark desire. The same look BDSM was shining from my black eyes, for power and corruption were forbidden lovers. He was a fairly handsome, twenty-eight year old white man with short black hair and a killer smile. “I will obey your command. They needed someone from outside of Kassan and Avan asked me and I said I would. BDSM “Come on man,” Xavier said. She sighed. 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