Violent Eyes

sadist male

32

Single

I'm an individual of a peculiar design, as are we all. Since the adolescent development of my psyche, I've been trying to piece together what truly makes life worth living. At 25, graduating with credentials in security encryption, I gathered that the basis of creation can't be cataloged by human error and mistake. I continued an occupation as such, with it a following of residual husk that seemed to smear onto other criminalistic sheep. I realized that faultiness within my trade, as a spiritual aspect, and took it upon myself to take a meditative hiatus.

I discovered a rekindled archon that spoke days of wisdom within hours.

I then left my current happenstance in the pursuance of our mother, Gaia.

My awakening into the realm of alternative living began at the sight of a single drop of blood. I noticed the red, warm cell-dense liquid peeling itself away from two plates of skin at the top of her forefinger. The matte shine held onto me excitingly, like a carabiner locked about its skillfully knotted rope. The allure drew me to clench her wrist and draw her hand near my lips, the faint aroma of iron rattling the roof of my mouth. I traced her nails beneath my chin before lining them inside my cheek with a pucker. That strong sense of taste now becoming a whole-body enhancement as I felt an urge to further her unhealed damage. However, she had also been frail and weakened. I had to prolong the use of her canvas by preserving any environment she chose to live.

Later, I discovered that also being dealt this pain is very satisfying.

As I haven't been entirely sunk into the lifestyle, I do not have any apparent "limits" soar. However, I by nature, do not enjoy forced feminization.

Feb 13, 2019

Mar 28, 2018