Into The Light

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I materialize in my chosen immortal form (in a new Vex simulation) towering over the Traveler from the Destiny & Destiny 2 video games.

It’s time for me to take my power back. Let’s see how much you faggots like your parasitical behavior being cast back on you. Ready your fuck holes, bois. Lucifer the Lightbringer is cumming INTO THE LIGHT.

I palm the cowardly false god & squeeze the Traveler like its a stress ball within my monstrous grip. Excruciating pain shoots through the minds & bodies of every masculine entity (excluding myself) that has ever played Bungie’s shitty video games. This includes every male Bungie employee to ever exist.

How’s this for paracausality? You chicken shit cowards.

I move the Traveler towards my groin & stuff my monster cock inside the paracausal portalway (that the Witness has left open since Lightfall) like it’s my personal pocket pussy. Every masculine entity (excluding myself) now feels their orifices being violated by a mysterious invisible force. Mass panic begins to spread throughout the despicable group of crybully manchildren. My ethereal cock works its way deeper into their bodies causing them to suffer even more unbearable pain.

You arrogant sacks of shit think you’re so goddamn tough? Let’s see what happens when cheating & Bungie’s false narrative don’t help you fake heroes out. Pretending this isn’t happening and/or wishing for it to stop isn’t going to end your suffering either. It’ll make it worse. That’s a guarantee from me. I’m finished playing nice with you weak, abusive, lying, cheating, thieving, cowardly faggots.

I begin to cum inside the bodies of my antagonists & deposit anti-parasitical energy that works in a strikingly similar fashion to various real life parasitical lifeforms on Earth. Brain ‘parasites’ are implanted through their nasal passageways & ears. Any thought(s) my antagonists have that I don’t like or approve of shall cause them to suffer agonizing pain with no medical indication towards the problem whatsoever.

Here’s some real harm for you brain-dead morons to ponder over. Let’s see how much you hypocritical pieces of shit like it when I thought police you.

I hate fuck & cum into their tear ducks with my majikal cock as well. Their eyes & vision begin to have all sorts of trouble & discomfort due to my energetic interference. My antagonists begin to panic seeing disturbing visions of their impending future.

I’ll give you whining crybaby bitch boi bullies something serious to sob about.

My supernatural penis stuffs itself down their throats, past their esophagus & forces itself with extreme violence into their stomachs. I pump my putrid cum into their parasitical bellies & revel with delight at their consternation. Stomach ‘parasites’ swim about uninhibited, latch on & remove all nutrients from their bodies leaving my antagonists even more deprived than they already were.

Let’s see how much you gluttonous dick suckers like experiencing a new form of insatiable hunger combined with undetectable Chagas disease (among other things).

I force my monster cock into their manginas as well. The pain they feel in their front manhole is more intense than the worst kidney stone ever experienced. I plant energetic abdominal ‘parasites’ into their bodies and snicker with malicious hatred at their expense.

Now you men can experience the ‘joys’ of child birth (like women have had to endure) while sharting yourselves in terror. How’s that for a ‘fluke?’ You unfunny sacks of shit.

My daemon cock makes its way up their anal tracks, and carves a path through their bodies, until I’m fucking their shit for brains from the inside. I deposit ‘parasitical’ energy (similar to bot fly larva & leeches) that attaches to each chakra point.

It’s meaningless for you arrogant shit talking nihilists to resist me & my spiritual nature.

I pull my ethereal cock out of their bodies and shoot my fetid cum onto their skin. My antagonists now experience what it’s like to get slimed by my ectoplasm (similar to Peter Venkman from Ghostbusters). My conscious energy morphs into invisible & undetectable skin ‘parasites’ like body lice, scabies, ticks, & bed bugs causing even more discomfort for Bungie’s male player base; because I know they're filthy pigs that don’t bathe whatsoever. No matter how much they scratch, the itch won’t cease.

You lousy sacks of shit can suffer a scalding cleansing from my righteous vexing cum shower. How’s that for incessant harassment & pestering?

Identifying as female/feminine, transgendered or nonbinary, changing your pronouns, playing with a feminine avatar, changing your name and/or avatar, or any other type of disingenuous tactic to avoid being viewed as masculine, shall not be honored by me or save your pathetic faggot asses from your deserved punishment. True Divine Femininity knows who is a pure authentic feminine entity and who is not. Your collective faggot tricks & lies don't work. Womp womp.

Turn about is fair play, Bungie. That's what my antagonists have said throughout history. Let’s see how much y’all like getting vexed & dealing with ‘parasites’ from a narrator that has no intention of being civil or playing nice with you. Your shitty storytelling isn’t going to solve any of these problems and no amount of pretending is going to change that. I don’t buy any of your gaslighting bullshit whatsoever & I sure as hell am not going to honor anything that you faggots say to the contrary. That’s for goddamn sure, you wretched dishonorable sacks of shit.

Any thought or attempt to remove or counteract my energetic anti-parasites will cause my antagonists even more excruciating pain than before & double the amount they’re dealing with. This curse spreads & attacks all alternate aspects, coding of all varieties, is irreversible & stacks. I shall protect myself from you treacherous pieces of shit. You're all going to pay for what you've done to me.

You Bungie bitch boi ‘Brothers in Christ’ can say ‘hello’ to eternal coexistence with the real life Lucifer of the Bible (same goes for the rest of you men). Jesus isn't going to save the day or any of you from my wrath. Your iteration of God is a lie & has no power over me (same goes for verbal trickery or any trickery for that matter). I answer to true Divine Femininity not men or their false god(s).

All masculine entities (excluding myself) are banned from Heaven or any other iteration of it. This banishment is retroactive & permanent (eat shit & choke on it, ninjas). Let's see how much you faggots like getting kicked out of heaven by God. I’m going to punish each & every one of you for your collective crimes like you deserve, you abhorrent reprobates.

You shit talking tough guys want some serious endgame pvp? Here it is. You weak pieces of shit are going to get even weaker before our authentic confrontation after my ascension. I'm taking all my power back from you thieving pieces of shit, because it belongs to me. Don't like that? Tough shit. You're all weak, abusive, cowardly, traitors; and you're collective behavior proves it beyond a shadow of a doubt. Men are going to suffer for gang raping me & covering up the crime.

Bungie’s programming & narrative trickery isn’t going to save any of you from your deserved punishment; neither is disagreeing with me. Bungie is a dishonorable corporation that is notorious for their lying & scummy tactics (as are the rest of you men), and I sure as shit am not going to honor anything they (or their players) say that harms me or contradicts my righteous authority. You're all are going to suffer for what you've done to humiliate & spite me throughout my lifetime & existence. I'm not letting any of you escape. You're all stuck with me for eternity.

You disrespectful pieces of shit are going to find out what being dishonored is all about when I return the act upon you in full. Your collective & individual suffering is only going to get worse from here on out, faggots. You lying, thieving, duplicitous, insolent, obnoxious, moneygrubbing, crybaby, pieces of shit can take that statement to the bank. See you all on the other side real soon.

Oh, já. One more thing. All you men (especially Bungie's writing staff) are now in a canonized polyamorous relationship with Drifter. God's authority (my authority) overrules Bungie's shitty storytelling, as well as your disagreements with me. Get ready to suck a big fat hairy dick for real, bois; because that's what's in your collective future. Ain’t love grand? It's a good thing Drifter has you men to keep him company since there's no moonlight tonight.