Gloaming Journeyer: Addendum

He was quiet for a moment, then shook his head, smirking. "Nah," he said, and looked into her eyes. "I'd miss the moonlight."

I manifest in my chosen immortal form beside Drifter & Eris Morn. I wrap my divine fist around his thieving hand and remove it from her arm. The cowardly, two-faced snake shits himself in fear as his eyes lock with mine. Eris Morn whimpers to herself with fright.

“Here's your reminder not to piss me off, Todd.”

I crush the Drifter/Todd Haberkorn’s hand like it was ground beef within my grip. He lets out an agonizing squeel before falling to the ground. I turn my glare to the imposter that masqueraded as my daughter. Eris Morn snivels with fear seeing my righteous fury. I snap my fingers, binding Morla Gorrondona to Eris Morn.

“You wanted vengeance? So do I. Buckle up, Morla. Your existence playing Eris Morn is about to get a lot worse.”

I backhand the Illuminati actress across her face, shattering her cheekbone & one of her orbitals in the process. She plummets to the floor then cries out in pain, grasping at her broken face.

“Don’t worry, bitch. Neither of you are gonna be alone. I’m always near; now & forever.”

I snap my fingers again. The room that the Drifter & Eris Morn were in dissipates. Joe Blackburn and the rest of the Bungie, Inc. staff materialize around us. A collective wave of fright washes over my enemies upon seeing my immortal form. My pure & utter hatred for them permeates the area.

“You Illuminati shit bags are going to suffer unspeakable pain for what you've done to me.”

I unbutton my pants & reveal my Elven Star chainsaw phallus to them.

“It’s high time that I start hate fucking each & every one of you.”

Screams of terror can be heard from the despicable lot. I sneer at the Drifter.

“How about I start with your chicken shit, faggot ass?”

Todd Haberkorn screams loudest of them all. I mount the bearded faggot and punch him in his stupid looking face until his skull is pulp. Drifter’s legs kick & spasm with uncontrolled violence. I glower with righteous indignation at Joe Blackburn and the Bungie writing staff.

“How’s this for lore? You disrespectful pieces of shit.”

I rip Drifter’s pants off his body with ease then snap my fingers. Drifter’s head reforms. His screaming intensifies upon witnessing a modicum of my true power. I flip the coward on his belly & snap my fingers again. A holographic screen appears in front of the Drifter’s face showing his exposed hind quarters.

"I'm gonna make you watch yourself get raped, faggot."

I shove my chainsaw cock into his disgusting anus. Chunks of flesh & blood splatter everywhere as I carve a path deeper into his body. The Drifter’s screams of horror, shock & disbelief at the reality he is now experiencing are music to my ears. Within moments I’ve raped the Drifter into a puddle of blood & pulp.

Blackburn and the writing staff watch in a catatonic state as I violate one of their own. I reach out with one of my hands & pull Blackburn into my monstrous grip with telekinetic force. I choke the despicable queer with ease. Bungie’s writing staff begin to scream with panic at the reality they’re now facing.

“You pieces of shit think it’s amusing to mess with other people’s lives? Let’s see how much fun yall think it is when I start messing with yours.”

Blackburn’s face is now purple. His eyes are bloodshot red & bulging out of their sockets. I slam him to the ground and spit in his face.

“Like seeing me now, faggot?”

Blackburn cries with fright & shakes his head “no” at me. I kick the game director in his stomach and send him flying over to his Bungie comrades. I turn my attention to Eris Morn.

“Your turn, bitch.”

“No!” Gorrondona screams with terror.

I kick her under her chin; severing her tongue, breaking her jaw & shattering her teeth in the process. Blood gushes from her mouth. Whimpering moans of agony are all she can muster. I rev my chainsaw cock at her then rip her clothing off. Eris Morn sobs at her new fate.

“It only gets worse from here, interloper. Where you’re going, I’m as good as it gets. How's that for Aiat?”

I slam my chainsaw phallus into Eris Morn. She puts up zero resistance towards her deserved punishment. The staff at Bungie watch, frozen in terror, as their reality shifts closer to mine. I flash a sinister & psychotic smile at them.

“You are all going to pay for your crimes & misdeeds. I guarantee that. I haven't forgotten about what you pieces of shit have done to me.

Think this is bad? I haven’t even begun. Just wait until I’m in full presence after I die. Things are about to get a lot more terrifying."