You know this feeling.
The night is still alive.
Your body is warm.
Your head is light enough
to ignore the warning signs.
You did everything right.
You stayed longer.
You pushed further.
You took one more
because it felt good.
No danger.
No resistance.
No reason to stop.
This is the part
thatâs supposed to mean freedom.
You slow your breath.
Thatâs when you notice
your body hasnât followed.
Your heart keeps racing.
Your hands wonât steady.
Your smile feels fixed
a second too long.
The music doesnât change.
The lights donât change.
Only your control does.
Someone is standing close.
Not touching you.
Not pulling you away.
Watching.
No fire.
No claws.
No threat.
Just indulgence.
And you understand
why no one warned you.
Why no line was drawn.
Why nothing ever said enough.
You didnât break yourself.
You exceeded yourself.
This time, it isnât a game.
This is Belial.
Long before dice and dungeons,
people didnât fear him as a seducer.
They feared him as excess without limit.
As pleasure that doesnât end.
As desire that outpaces the body.
As freedom that forgets restraint.
You werenât tempted.
You kept going.
â If nothing ever told you to stopâŠ
how would you know
when you already should have?
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