Rise of the Paraphiliac Demigod
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Trapped in agony No escape No help No hope Facing your end in the darkness Surrounded by feces vomit and vermin Your death will be my pleasure And your rotten corpse my trophy
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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By divine order: rejection! This first coming of the gospel. Ascending the mountain once more. Forty days with no food or water. The commandments are born. As the bishops gather, the children of of Belial are gone out from among you to serve other gods which we have not known. The divine have come here to make order our of chaos and chaos out of control. Fear not these men who have chosen a false doctinre spoken by many tongues.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026