An incel's life is intrinsically worthless to every human on this forsaken planet, where if you're born with bad genes you're designated as a top priority enemy of the public. Even those who are supposed to be your "friends" will still on a subconscious level despise you for being hideous, the brain will get its way in spite of supposed human will.
Damned be the men with ugly faces, for even if we try to develop socially, Chad will say the exact same shit as we do and get significantly more praise and validation due to the human brain's bias towards attractiveness. The wrought evil of humanity's venom will envelop our shattered soul and cast it into the hellish flames of true loneliness.
Pity.
