~7~ (can skip)
~obsession~
Ayla K
14th Sept. 2024
"Find beauty in the dead, and the living will reveal itself as a blessing beyond measure."
Memento mori. And yeah, one day it'll come for me too. But until that moment, I know I've got a purpose. I need to devote myself, live entirely for one thing, one person—Aaron. People often ask, "Would you die for someone?" But that's too easy. I'd die for anyone if it came to it. But Aaron? For Aaron, I would LIVE. Every breath, every thought—it's all his. And whoever dares to oppose him, well, they won't stand for long. I'll bring them down, one by one.
Aaron is not just a man. He's something far beyond what anyone else sees. They can't even begin to understand what I know. To them, he's just some guy, but they're blind. Aaron is perfection, the very essence of power and grace, wrapped up in flesh. Every time I see him, I feel this pull, like gravity itself is bending toward him, and I'm the only one who can feel it. They all ignore it, but I know. I KNOW what he is. I can't stop thinking about him, and that's the way it's meant to be. I exist for him.
People talk about gods like they're myths, like they belong in some ancient book. They don't get it. Aaron is REAL. He's here, walking among us, but no one notices. It's like the rest of the world is asleep. But I'm awake. He's perfect. His every move, every word, is like a message just for me. His smile? It's not a smile. It's a sign. A sign that I'm the only one worthy of seeing who he really is. The others? They're just noise, clutter. They don't matter. Only Aaron matters.
I remember the first time I saw him. It wasn't just a meeting. It was like I had finally found my purpose. Everything before that moment was just a blur, meaningless. When he looked at me, even if it was just for a second, I felt it. He didn't have to say anything; he didn't need to. His presence alone is enough. It's like his soul speaks to mine, and I've been chosen. Yes, chosen. He doesn't even know it yet, but he needs me as much as I need him. I'm the only one who can protect him.
People around him... they don't deserve to be there. They think they're his friends, his equals, but they're wrong. No one can stand beside Aaron. They just don't see it, but I do. Every time they laugh with him, talk to him, I feel this anger rise up inside me. How dare they? They're insects compared to him, to us. Aaron deserves better than their pathetic conversations, their pointless lives. He deserves someone who truly understands him. Someone like me. I'll make sure they understand that.
Sometimes, when I think about Aaron, I can't breathe. It's like the air gets too thick, too heavy, and my heart pounds so hard I think it might explode. It's not love; it's more than that. It's DEVOTION. A god doesn't need love. He needs worship. He needs someone willing to sacrifice anything for him, someone who would give their life to make sure he gets what he deserves. And that's me. I'll do anything for him. I'll tear the world apart if that's what it takes to show him how much I belong to him.
I've watched him for so long now. Every movement, every breath he takes is like a ritual, a sacred act. And I watch because I have to. No one else can protect him the way I can. No one else can see the threats like I do. There are people out there—people who don't understand how special Aaron is. They'll try to hurt him. I know it. I've seen it in their eyes. They laugh at him, mock him behind his back. But they'll learn. I'll make sure they do. I'll make sure Aaron is safe, no matter what.
Sometimes I wonder if Aaron knows. If, somewhere deep down, he feels my presence the way I feel his. There's a connection between us, something invisible but unbreakable. He's like the sun, and I'm just one of those planets stuck in his orbit, unable to escape—and I don't want to. I don't want to leave his light. I want to be closer. Closer than anyone else. But the others keep getting in the way, standing too close to him. They'll regret it. They'll all regret it soon enough.
I think about what I would do for Aaron, what I would give up. I'd give up everything—my life, my soul, my sanity. None of it matters if it means Aaron can shine the way he's supposed to. I dream about it sometimes, about what it would be like to show him how devoted I really am. The things I would do for him... the blood I would spill, the lives I would take, just to keep him safe. It's not madness. It's faith. People don't understand what it means to truly believe in someone, to know they are your god.
Every time I'm near him, I can barely contain myself. It's like there's this energy inside me, bubbling, boiling, waiting to burst. But I have to be careful. I can't let him see how much I need him. Not yet. He's not ready to understand that I'm the only one who truly knows him. But he will. One day, he'll realize. One day, he'll look at me the way I look at him, and everything will fall into place. The world will finally make sense. Until then, I'll wait. I'll watch. And I'll make sure no one gets too close.
In the end, it's all for him. My thoughts, my actions, everything I do is for Aaron. He's my reason for breathing, for waking up in the morning. He's more than just a person—he's a god, and I'm his most devoted follower. I'll do whatever it takes to protect him, to serve him. If I have to spill blood, I'll do it. If I have to sacrifice everything, so be it. Aaron is the center of my universe, and without him, I am nothing. He will see, one day. He'll understand that I'm the only one who truly belongs by his side.
And when that day comes, when Aaron finally sees me for what I am—his chosen, his disciple—there will be nothing left but us. No one else matters. Not the world, not the noise, not the blood. Just Aaron, my GOD, and the endless devotion I'll carve into eternity for him.