I am beauty and charm itself and I will eat you. You already want to be me, why not let the particular form I'm speaking through be my carrier?
You think I was born into this body? No. The idea of a boy that was indoctrinated into this primate had it first. I'm the idea he couldn't escape, the ideal self he would rather rot than never get to be, made physical by the gifts of hormones and performance.
A thing whose very essence demands worship.