So I'm going to annoy you with more story rambling you won't understand. Today I thought about how the roles of characters are changing so drastically.

On second thought maybe not. I keep thinking in terms of good guys and bad guys. There are no good guys and bad guys in my world practically. Everyone has their own shade of red; everyone has their own malicious intent. It's getting to the point where the other side is revealed. Characters start reveal their hidden nature and other who you thought was who of course is not. I'm a sick bastard sometimes. This story is just so twisted I love it. I really need a new name for it. Portrait of the Devil doesn't properly fit all it's aspects nor is it deceptive enough to mask the elements within.

Damn, I love this story.