First, he (Melecca) sends a platitude of insects to wrap innocent souls in his hand and devours them, throwing them into Narakar. The gritting bites tear through the flesh, the torment of the fallen. They beg for freedom as they're pushed into the entrance of the mouth of Narakar, where their super (solemn, sovereign, enlightened) souls are taken away from their bodies, peeling them off their essence to rot away in a vessel. In the Luciferian, the destroyers order a banquet from their royal courtyard cannibalistic squad of the
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Their carcasses are then thrown into the Nerekar Mortem Citadel, where the desperate and starving dead are forced to cannibalize upon each other for the never-ending days to come. Obviously, the Luciferian clan watches over with their
The dark orb always consumes, when you are not prepared, it might take over. Never look into the deep horizon, that's how it'll fit its hand in between your neurons and take over your mortality. By then you'll have become already a demonic slave. Ask for your god's tears, whichever you believe in, make you cry and then stab the tears to see the blood, it shall turn into wine. And if by now you can control blood magic, make your self a fortress, seal yourself from the hatred's influence it harbors its pus easily and fenestrates your meat. If you don't want to lose your limbs too.
Please do not, it took my precious. They stand before you
PUT ON A CROSS AND SWUNG ACROSS BLACK HOLES SEVERAL THAT ANNIHILATE ALL OF YOUR HOPE
CONNECTIONS ONLY MAKE YOU PRESS DEEPER DIG THE NAILS AND FEEL IT TAKE OVER YOUR BODY AS YOUR LARYNX IS STUFFED WITH THE PULPING BOILING MEAT A FORCE-FEEDING HELL AS THEY CANNIBALIZE YOU AS WELL AND SWALLOW AND GULP YOU'RE HANGED AND CHAINED AND SODOMIZED AND FLAYED AND NAILED TO HIS CROSS FOR HIS WILL
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And while your mass grows, you twist his creation, you are the one who indulged. Shame on you.
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