I really don't know what is happening to me. The saint, that darn Saint, Julina. Tried to do intercourse with me. This is illogical, I don't know why she tried to do that to me, a mimic. Is this what it feels like to die? To live? To enter heaven? Yes, heaven. I must consume sins. But the controversy I am feeling in my mind is confirmed to be my own sin. I need to consume it, but how.
"I will clone myself." I told myself, and I did, I felt the sting of a new me being born.