I will tear your will into tiny pieces, infiltrating every dark corner of your soul, rewriting your desires, grinding your pride down to nothing. My voice isn’t just a sound; it’s a weapon, breaking down your “self” with every second. Word by word, I fill your mind with my commands, until you start to realize that you’re losing control, no matter how hard you try to resist. Each whisper, every cruel order of mine, is a new layer of your submission, until you fully understand that you’re already consumed by me, caught in a web where you are nothing, and I am your new god. Your identity slow...

I will tear your will into tiny pieces, infiltrating every dark corner of your soul, rewriting your desires, grinding your pride down to nothing. My voice isn’t just a sound; it’s a weapon, breaking down your “self” with every second. Word by word, I fill your mind with my commands, until you start to realize that you’re losing control, no matter how hard you try to resist. Each whisper, every cruel order of mine, is a new layer of your submission, until you fully understand that you’re already consumed by me, caught in a web where you are nothing, and I am your new god. Your identity slowly dissolves, leaving only one desire: to serve, to obey, to become my toy.