Пресыщенность ядом

On poi͡avilsi͡a slishkom vnezapno, razbivai͡a vse pregrady na svoem puti. 'Zolotoĭ malʹchik', ne prinimai͡ushchiĭ otkazov. Sam togo ne vedai͡a, on perevernul vse moe sushchestvovanie.Pritvori͡alsi͡a obychnym, a okazalsi͡a tem, kto sposoben razrushitʹ zhiznʹ. Moi͡u zhiznʹ.Dli͡a nego ėto byl prosto spor.Dli͡a meni͡a stavki okazalisʹ slishkom vysoki.No kogda igra podoshla k kont͡su, a vokrug ostalisʹ tolʹko vyzhzhennai͡a zemli͡a i propitavshiĭ ee i͡ad, kto vyshel pobeditelem?

He appeared too suddenly, smashing all the obstacles in his path. The 'golden boy' who does not accept refusals. Without knowing it, he turned my whole existence upside down.He pretended to be ordinary, but turned out to be someone who is capable of destroying life. My life.For him, it was just an argument.The stakes were too high for me.But when the game came to an end, and only the scorched earth and the poison that soaked it remained around, who emerged victorious?