The King of Flesh and Bone

Worse than a ruthless king... is a possessed king. Loneliness, darkness, and rotting flesh surround me, suffocate me. I am the evil king of the dark kingdom. I crave warmth, yet everything I touch gives off cold. When she enters my kingdom, lost and scared, lonely and confused, I terrify her even more. She calls me the devil, and so I decide to give her devilish pleasure. I am the heat that arouses her flesh, the passionate desire that melts bones. She begs me, trying to break free from my embrace. But from now on, I am her master, I am the king of flesh and bone.