I fear I've gone too deep. Even after death, I shall be greeted not by infernal torture nor endless pleasure, but by an endless void suited only for those who have forsaken the light.
Before me shall stand a fox, and whichever way I turn, be it here or there, it will remain at the edges of my viʒion, taunting me, refusing to let me forget the innocence I have lost.
And when I have finally succumbed to my madness and become blind to the world, he shall speak a single line:
"This should be tagged Erotica."