this dream starts I look in the mirror then I see a darkness devil following me and pertain to my every iit stares at me it darkly clouds my jugdement I start transforming my lucidity as the devil keeps following me I vanish vortex then the devil implodes so the devil was my image playing games on how I see the dream world it was like staring in the mirror as I seen the reflected devil I become still infamy begging myself more clarity the Xels are cells was being born with devil dna like playing games and getting crucified every time you die in a video game to wake back up in the same level and stage to dream about more gestures of my devil form so when I was looking at my reflection of the devil my mind made a game about it I was in prison in a game where I had to do certain gesture to make my self wake up yet I love this dream more than anything knowing I'm the ruler of hell every time I see my reflection in the mirror I turn off the lights and just stare into darkness making my spiritual embodiment come to its senses as I dream in my devil form the xels are to integrate on how I live in the after life in my devils body over and over as I close my eyes forever