"Words words words words words!"

I sit in the living room listing to this song that has refused to leave my recommended videos, wondering what in the hell people love about this so much. After the latest incident, I've just been staying in Jim's house. I don't go out, I eat from the fridge, and I've just been doing whatever I feel like. So for the last week, I've been a complete hermit.

"She's just ripping off Renai Circulation. How is this original?", I say trying my hardest to understand the comment section. Its a video of a rookie idol singing and dancing while just repeating the word "Words." but it has well over one billion views despite being out for a little over a week.

She's a short blonde girl with a flat chest, small hips, and puffy cheeks. She looks cute but according to the comments, she's a goddess. Her voice is bland and she looks ordinary but people are treating her like she is the absolute best thing in the world.

"Is she like me?" I say to myself. She's pretty ordinary, her singing voice is, frankly, shit but the number of views and people's reactions are kind of suspicious. Maybe she's my opposite. Maybe she get's attention, I think to myself. I go ahead and leave a mean comment, possibly the only one, and go ahead and wait for a response.

[Ah. Another day, another attempt at taking over.]

Like usual the demon attempts to take over. "Are you ever going to give up?", I say with exasperation in my voice. My skin begins to change color and massive cuts begin to appear all over my body, my facial skin melting and covering my eyes. Like usual I stab myself with a large kitchen knife and he gives up after screaming for a bit. Apparently any damage is done to my body while it's changing only hurts him so a few stabs in the gut and he's gone.

[See ya tomorrow sweety.]

So, as usual, I'm in the living room, picking up the blood-covered scraps that fell off my body. I didn't want to deal with a carpet covered in demon blood so I went ahead and removed it three days ago, revealing the smooth wood floor under it. As usual, I sweep up the various bone, muscle, and skin clusters that fell off my body, taking off my stained clothes and tossing them together into a large trash bag.

It's morning but I wait until the sun's all the way up before I go out. It looks like the shadow and birds only show up at night so I've made a rule to only go out when the sun's out. Though I don't really want to go out. In the end, I just wait for a little over three hours, when it hits one in the afternoon to toss the parts filled bag into the green bin on the driveway.

"Alright time for a nap.", I say as I move to Jim's bedroom. His room is rather large, though it's pretty empty for the most part with the exception of the large king-sized bed, a small nightstand next to it, and a stand for the T.V. I moved to the living room after one of my outburst led to me accidentally destroying it.

I don't even bother to move the fluffy blanket, just hopping on after setting an alarm for four hours later. As much as I don't want to sleep my stupid body has to. I just hope it sleeps long enough for me to get a nap. Last time I fell asleep it took over and destroyed most of the living room again, eating all the food and wrecking every toilet except one.

It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep, a few seconds at most. "Seriously, fuck this damn it", I say as my mind begins to shut down.

Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.

---Pov Change---

"Mistress, it seems that someone has left a rather rude comment. Should I tell the fans to kill him?" I say. Mistress stands from her seat, moving from her mirror, walking to me with a slight smile. Ah, the mistress is so beautiful. Her shining golden hair, her blue gem-like eyes, her slim body. With sweat covering her body she signals me to show her. I wish the mistress would speak but she must be tired from the concert.

I show the mistress my phone. Recently the mistress has released a new song. Everyone loves it except for this one piece of absolute fucking trash. "I want to know who he is." Ah, the mistress's voice. It's divine. "Yes ma'am!" I love mistress so much. Gender does not matter with the mistress. I wonder if the mistress loves me? Maybe the mistress love's women. Ah, mistress.

Suddenly, almost as if responding to my thoughts, the mistress kisses me. Our lips press together, her soft small tongue invading my mouth. She tastes so sweet. After several seconds mistress suddenly stops. Why did you stop mistress? Why? I look the mistress with a slight blush on my cheeks, my heart breaking after seeing her gag several times. Should I have brushed my teeth more?

"That was gross. Go away, I don't want to see you again.", Says the mistress with clear disgust in her voice. No. I don't want to leave the mistress. I can't live without the mistress. She looks away as I fall on the floor, tears falling from my eyes. I call for mistress but she continues to ignore me. I move to the mistress but she does nothing. Please notice me, mistress. I can't live without you mistress.

I won't leave the mistress. She's mine. I will make her mine. Ah, where did the mistress go?

"Mistress! Mistress! Where are you, mistress!" I look under the mirror counter. I look through a large clothes rack. I check every possible place I can in her dressing room.

"Mistress! Come out, mistress!" I begin to destroy everything in her dressing room, tossing the chair into the mirror and using the fallen shards to tear her performance clothes.

"Mistress, come out or I will kill myself!" The kind mistress would never let me die. The mistress would save me, she would forgive me. After all my actions are because I love mistress. It's her fault. If she didn't kiss me. As I begin to stab into my neck I look for the mistress. She's gone. Suddenly I feel somebody hug me from behind.

I see an angel. I see the mistress. Her shining golden hair, her gem-like eyes, her snow-white skin, and her glistening halo. I want to hug her back. I want to give the mistress my love but I can't touch her. My body simply goes through.

Mistress!

Mistress!

Mistress.

mistress.

mistress?

Where am I? I was grocery shopping and then everything went blank. Why does my neck hurt? Why is everything damaged? I try to feel my neck but my arms are numb. Slowly a warmth begins to flow down my chest as my body goes cold. My throat feels so full. Suddenly I cough, thick red bubbles flowing down my lips as the taste of iron fills my mouth.

What's happening? Where am I? Am I dying? How did I get here? As I think, I feel my body is sinking. The shadow of white doves begins to fill my vision. Suddenly a small girl appears above me. Her hair is a messy blonde and her eyes are a dull blue with heavy bags. She's wearing fluffy pink pajama bottoms and a red t-shirt.

"You got a little too close." Says the little girl. She's beautiful I think to myself. Suddenly a feeling of disgust feels my body. Before I sink into the endless void that is death I remember why I went shopping.

I just wanted to have a nice dinner with my family after a long hospital stay.

---Pov Change---

"Well, that was a nice nap.", I say to myself, enjoying the fact that today I didn't wake up with a massive headache. Before pushing myself off the bed and check my phone. "What in the hell?", I say as I look at the massive amount of notifications I got while I was asleep. I check the comment I left in that Idol video and find that hundreds of people have responded. Even if they're all hate comments that tell me to die or say I have shit taste I'm happy. People noticed me.

I go ahead and move downstairs after taking a quick shower, not even bothering to put on clothes. "I wonder what I should play?" I say to myself as I look through the massive pile of games I stole from Gamestop. For now, I'll just relax but if she really is like me I'm sure fate will make us meet up, whether she comes to me or if by some miracle something motivates me to go out long enough to see her. Maybe if she holds a concert here I'll see her.