This fairy tale.
This myth.
It has freed me.
From his grip.

My body goes limp,
In his arms.
As the mask forms.

My body,
My heart.
My very being is changed.
Before his dark eyes.

The mask of Iridescence.
The marks of blood..
The shadowing of Ebony.

A heartless soul,
Is born.
Conquering my Gold heart.

The Hollow mask.
Is now my friend..

"She's transformed now..
Only she controls the Hollow inside."

My body arches,
As I scream and Roar.
I have become the monster,
I once destroyed.

A Hollow.