So, how far did we get with our fairy tale?

Ah, yes, Marilyn was recovering from that bad encounter, even though she was still shaken by the words of poisonous anger and resentment she had heard from her first enemy in Dead Land.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice that, under the boulder where she was resting, there was someone else who was about to make her brief and painful stay in that land of broken dreams and hopes even more painful.

Yes, Marilyn was about to meet the Bossy Snake and from the name, you can understand that it will not be a good meeting.

The Snake began to scream at her: "How dare you sit on my house, your stupid pretty face? Here I command and everyone must crawl under my will! "

Yes, those evil creatures always hide under the surface because mean people always hide behind a fake face.

Here, already from these few lines, one can guess the wickedness of this new and slimy being.

Marilyn, for the umpteenth time, told what she had to do and what had happened to her before.

Yeah, Marilyn never learns to keep quiet and from her mistakes.

After hearing the whole story, the Snake became even more furious and told her:

"That incapable one hasn't managed to fix an empty pumpkin like you. Well, I'll have to do it all by myself! "

In no time at all, the Snake hurled herself at Marilyn and tried to tear her to pieces, but Marilyn managed to dodge her and slam the Snake against the stone.

Fortunately for her, thanks to that move, the Snake came out quite stunned.

Marilyn, as usual, refused to believe that there could be so much cruelty and wickedness in a being and so she began to question her.

"I'm sure you've suffered in your life, but believe me, if we talk about it together maybe we can solve the evil that torments you."

Ah, how optimistic, darling, foolish, Marilyn!

"You help me? It is precise because of those like you that I am so reduced! "Said the treacherous Snake.

"But how?" Answered Marilyn trembling.

"Yeah, since we're here, I want to tell you about how I got reduced because of those like you who do nothing but oppress those like me who suffer because of your beauty, popularity, and luck"!

When I was little, I too had dreams and hopes, but they are all deaths because of all of you and your rotten fake kindness and I rushed here to Dead Land, my last refuge before I died.

Ever since I was little, I was put aside and ignored by everyone and everything!

I just wanted to be normal and play like the others, but I wasn't nice, attractive, or clever and I was always excluded.

I always found myself alone eating, playing, no one felt pity or love for someone like me! "

"I'm sorry," Marilyn told her.

The Bossy Snake screamed, "I'm sick of your hypocrisy and fake kind heart!"

My reality never changed, every day was always cold, hostile, and full of indifference on the part of others.

I was always targeted by other girls more popular and more attractive than me.

I had to walk with my head down and feel ashamed even for the fact of breathing!

How could I love my neighbor and respect him if he considers me inferior to him!

There was no end to those bullying, every day it was always the same broken record and I often found myself alone crying and putting up with everything in silence.

Life had declared war on me, and I had neither the strength nor any weapon to defend myself. One day I understood how to survive in this infamous and corrupt world.

One afternoon after school, there was the usual little group of girls who enjoyed teasing me and making my existence a real hell on earth.

However, they had not calculated a thing, that was that I had begun to become more clever and cunning.

If I couldn't beat them by force, I could do it with cunning and so I began to gather all the evidence of their cowardice and mistreatment against me and slammed it into his face.

One of them laughed and said, "But good, what are you going to do now? Are you starting to cry and call your mother? ".

They all laughed, but they stopped soon when they saw that I had called my group of trusted Snakes. They were in trouble right up to their necks now.

As they say, the numbers make the strength, and those damn beautiful little faces of my torturers have learned at their expense, and from that day I realized that if I wanted to make it, I had to become the leader of all of them and command with my wickedness.

In this cold world, the one who is colder, meaner, and ruthless wins and I was going to outdo everyone.

From that day on, I became a Bossy Snake and with every dirty weapon, lie or blackmail I could bend anyone to my commands and reign over everything and everyone undisturbed and powerful.

I enjoyed seeing at my feet all those stupid fashion girls who were frightened at the idea that I could get back at them.

If before they had the knife on the side of the handle, now I had it and I always made sure it ended up in someone's stomach or neck!

People oppressed by life and by people become an easy ally against cold, petty and hopeless world.

I have the reins of that world and I have no intention of leaving the place of command to anyone.

How much I enjoyed seeing, in the eyes of my tormentors, all their desire to live to vanish like a light in the darkest shadow!

I could bend everyone, even those who defended those who were weaker than me thanks to some dirty blackmail or a campaign aimed at ruining my victims. "

Marilyn was trembling like a leaf to feel all that sewage of evil accumulated in one person.

But it wasn't over here because this type of Serpent has an immense ego, despite its very low stature, but as you understood, your strength was not physical but mental.

The Snake continued her speech and told an, even more, evil and ruthless story!

"Of course, in the long run, my malice and my desire to hurt grew every day and I had to find someone who could suffer all my malice and set an example to others who tried to oust me from my throne".

One day I saw my prey in my class and I felt the same desire that I am trying with you to see you in pieces thanks to my jaws thirsty for power and cruelty.

My victim was a beautiful, young girl and, unlike me, she was not a little dwarf full of wrinkles and fat. But I was her teacher and I could make her a real hell on earth.

"I had to make her experience real psychological tortures aimed at tearing her apart and destroying her forever to get her away from my sight and my life. "

"What?" Marilyn told her. "Did you use your position as a teacher to hurt your student?" This is a crime! "

"Shut up," replied the Bossy Snake.

"In this part of Dead Land, I command and if I want to destroy a person, I can do it, I also have the laws on my side"!

I am like God in this world you see, you better print it well in that battered pumpkin head of yours.

My evil rules in this rotten world.

Every day I tormented that beautiful little face and I enjoyed humiliating her in front of all her peers because, in doing so, not only did I enjoy myself but I showed every day who was in charge and above all how far my cruelty could go.

On the last day of school, after having tormented that beautiful student, I told her, in front of everyone, that not only was it a shame for the institute but also that if she still had some hope of overcoming the year, she could put her soul in peace.

I still remember the frightened face of my students, but even more, I enjoy remembering the devastated and dull face of my victim's life expectancy!

Yes, at that moment I was enjoying seeing all the fruits of my hard work as a dictator, who sowed despair and cruelty, maturing before my eyes.

Moreover, it did not even end here because the same day that idiot took his own life and I was happy because it was my work!

I have always been mistreated by those who were stronger and more beautiful than me, now the roles have turned upside down and I am winning against that petty world by doing wrong in my turn.

If a person can no longer hope, then he must become evil and hurt anyone to live.

There is no greater enjoyment than to go to the victim's side to the victim and have all the power to do what you want with the pathetic and weak life of a worm!

This is the law of Dead Land and here I am a powerful and unchallenged Queen! "

After hearing this horrible delirium, Marilyn just wanted to escape.

Somehow, she managed to free himself from that deadly grip and escape, but not before being hit by his enemy who had left her some bad bleeding wound.

Marilyn, with the last remaining strength, managed to get almost to the top of that cursed land and to avoid all the vipers that wallowed undisturbed in that place full of malice.

"Now" she thought to herself "the worst is over, what else can still happen to me?"

The Snake Number One, in his palace, was watching the whole scene and was amazed at how Marilyn had managed to survive her loyal henchmen.

She had to send someone who could destroy her mind if she wanted to get rid of Marilyn once and for all.

Checking among her slimy servants, she found what was right for her.

We are about to know the penultimate torture that our Marilyn has yet to face before leaving Dead Land.