My Vile House tattoo has always been a source of pride, but my gifted name under the skeleton’s jaw was the source of my true accomplishment. I became Krypt and finally felt like myself. Now, Remiel’s name sits with mine because he is not only my source of pride, but my source of liberation. He is love. He is obsession. He is mine, and I am his, and not even death, fate, or a fucking suicide curse will tear us apart. Remiel is life. Krypt and Remiel is the only future I want.
