I faced my fate head on, the blackfire trickling swiftly thru the grass ultimately creating and ending my demise. Alas, Behleloth has died and journeyed to the dark side of Heaven. I am free, I laugh and wonder, should I be? It was just a self joke, who cares if I still should be locked away? The way the world is, I can be myself and blend in just fine said the Devil. All the spiders wishes and dreams are to eat the souls at the wedding parties and for the zombiies’ sake, leave their bodies rotting and we all sing songs happy and jolly the end.