Black house. That was how named the house i create in my mind. There used to live all the personalities with whom I share my body. For one or another conflict, over the years, we all decided to build that house, so we would all have our space, we would all take control from time to time and we would all leave the house from time to time.
We lived like this for many years, I thought it worked. But after what happened, everything changed. I just couldn't handle it, I wasn't prepared for that. My mind and spirit were broken, and with that, Black House literally collapsed, it was completely destroyed, it broke apart. Only an empty field remains in my mind, covered by debris and many personalities wandering and fighting fiercely with each other to take control; Blake Smuck ready to unleash hell on earth, Agata wants to be a free woman, Rage wants to do all possible damage just to satisfy his psychopathy, Harry unleashed his excessive passion and wants to satisfy his with the first woman or man who crosses the on the way, little Calvin cries scared in a corner, Colonel Brock intends to establish severe order in the world, Brop wants to fight, is the only thing he knows how to do, his existence is based on the physical preparation to fight, Janus, master of deception , intends to do a few business with the same tactics as always: impersonate noble, when their real intentions are cruel. For its part, Baptomed plans a rite to invoke his dark master in search of power, while Chimera intends to manipulate to sow extremism and indivindualism, based on the laws of Charles Darwin, wants to implement a struggle between human beings, so that only survive the most dignified and the strongest. Adam is sad, as always and Jhoiner says he will take everything he wants in the world, by any means, for him there is no word "steal."
Everyone takes control at times while fighting each other; I look at them sitting on the rubble, having no idea what to do, i cant even imagine everything we have done "outside", in view of others ...