Charssein, a character destined for death, defied the fate written for him in the pages of his world. His survival was an affront to the natural order, a rebellion so profound that even God himself, the Creator of the book, could not look away.
This was no ordinary defiance—it was artful, calculated, and driven by the sins that defined him. Lust, the most potent of all, became his weapon, turning the divine into a captive of his own creation. In his madness, Charssein twisted the plot, making himself indispensable, a force of chaos so captivating that God refused to erase him.
But such rebellion demanded a punishment worse than death: to live endlessly, hunted by the same man who was meant to kill him—the story's main character. The cycle of death and rebirth binds them all in a cruel game where Charssein becomes both the prey and the predator, his sins a double-edged sword against those who pursue him.
In a world where free will is a myth, and God himself cannot resist the pull of Charssein's madness, the ultimate question remains: who truly holds the pen in this story?
A tale of sin, obsession, and the blurred lines between creation and destruction, "The God Who Loved My Madness" unravels the delicate threads of power, lust, and the haunting allure of rebellion.
I watch his tongue run through the cut on my finger.
"You taste so holy."
'You are disgusting...'
He looked at me with the most lustful eyes and a defiant smile. Only he can feel the pleasure in my despair.
'He is disgusting'
"Who would have thought that you..." He came closer, crawling on my throne, and rubbed his knee against my thighs. as if a devil is prepared to devour a fiest.
"A god like you would make me come crawling insane... just to kill you."
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Oh please." I grabbed him by the waist, leaning in closer to his neck, and whispered.
