InvaderNAV

Dishonoured: He stands before the adoring crowd, Basking in their cheers and standing ovation. But he has already been dishonoured - By means of his perverse innovation. For none could know of the dark secret; About the art that he claims to be his own. It is naught but an illusion, smoke and mirrors - A theft for which he must atone... But this disgusting creature, this worthless abhuman; So desperate for the glory which he sees upon the stage! Will quietly don the skin of another; An urge he must assuage... Biting his nails, a cracked smile upon his lips, he whispers: "No one will know, no one will find it and I am great..."