Crown of Calamity

i fracture reality just to hear it scream i slit the horizon open just to watch it bleed, tear the sky apart like it was made for me to feed. i crush epochs under heel, erase ages with a grin, your entire civilization is a toy i break again. i scatter bones like confetti across forgotten lands, scrape the marrow of hope from trembling hands. your pleas ignite me— your terror is my feast, i am the sovereign chaos, the architect of your deceased. you call it cruelty. i call it order rewritten in blood. i wear a crown of calamity— forged from your ruin, tempered in screams. i am the nightmare monarch, shredding existence at the seams. your world collapses every time i breathe. your gods kneel when they hear my teeth. i summon storms that rip the oceans from their graves, i birth plagues that swallow cities like tidal waves. your heroes crumble before they even rise, your truth dissolves the moment it meets my eyes. i shred the constellations and grind them into dust, convert your future into relics of distrust. my dominion is chaos sculpted in elegance, my rule is violence wrapped in omnipotence. i break your spine to straighten fate. i slit your hope to cleanse the state. i rip your sky just for the thrill. i end your bloodline— because i will. the void bends to me. the world screams for me. and you? you die for me. i wear a crown of calamity— each jewel a life i erased. i am the sovereign catastrophe, the terror your prophets never faced. your world unravels when i beckon its end— i am the final ruler no one dares to comprehend. i don’t purge the weak— i erase everything.