prologue

As he stood at the verandah his grasp tightening on the metal bar,Larry felt the cold burning his skin as he watched the stars and felt a cold pang feeling hit him, he felt dissolved in his reminiscing which had totured him for a couple of years now,it had corrupted his inner conscience and made him a vital state of his insanity.

This state he reminisced about had taken three good years of his highschool life and about five years of his teenagehood,which he could have enjoyed,who knows? have a nice time with a girl,make hasty decisions,hate the teachers and maybe even rebel ,which of course were all wrong, but  who wouldn't want a nice normal life ,even if corrupted by Lucifer.

Well technically all that wasn't normal but that would have been better than his current lifestyle,having to live an illusion repeated over and over again. Hell ,he was surprised he wasn't completely insane yet .Declared a father at fifteen married at eighteen,he almost laughed at the mere thought of it but only let out a smirk.

Anastasia came to him at the verandah, little as she was and pulled him bringing his imagination back to real life .He looked at her ,'little bastard' he thought before he smiled and stooped down to kiss her forehead .Then a shadowy figure appeared at the door and a fragrance so melodious it quenched his nostrils .He looked up and saw the very pilot of his damnation,the baddest bitch of all,his own wife Lunar Calpara.