I caught the eyes of a monster.
A monster covered behind- a race suit and a helmet.
Dashing. Hot tempered. Charming.
Yet warnings of red flag plastered like an advertisement, as his sheep's clothes barely hid those narcissistic, arrogant, and sadist traits.
Everyone's first instinct would be- to do the job, get the paycheck, and never butt your head with this man but I?
Jumped into the deadly abyss without an ounce of light, filled with vipers and blood sucking leaches.
That's when I know- he was the king of kings, the Arch Demon who rules the bizarred place.
Was I scared? Opposite. I was attracted to this villain.
A trepidation.
A leap of faith.
I needed him for my very own selfishness.
The vital piece in my game of chess.