She's not your real mother...snuff her.
From Create Your Own Story
You look up at your pathetic fake mother twitching above the floor, eyes full of fear. Her gold crucifix dangles between her sweater covered boobs, bouncing uselessly. You sneer; her God wasn't here to save her was it? All these years she's hidden the truth from you, trying to pervert you from your destiny with her useless faith.
Well look where it got her now...
You squeeze with your invisible hands and her head pops like a zit with a loud smacking sound. Her brains and skull bits shower the walls and floor in a split second, leaving her headless body to float in space. A single one of her eyeballs rolls to your feet and you squish it between your toes maliciously. You are no longer entirely human, and the world shall burn for it...
You stare out into the night. It calls to you with all of it's beauty but you know once you go out there you won't be able to stop until the Doomsday is nigh...you could wait till the morning so you can use your unholy powers on those you knew before...nothing can stop you now.
Nothing.
Even your little gang of Satanists. You are more powerful than all of them now; why serve them when you can be the one directing the path to the new world order? You do have stronger qualifications being half demon now...you could go to the Mansion right now and begin the coup tonight...
The world rests in your manicured hands as you decide the fate of all...
