The Truth

Bungie fanbois are faggot trash.

To: Bungie & Their Fanbois

Paracausality isn’t gonna save you from my Divine Retribution. You sealed your own fates long ago. You've been taken. You just don't know it yet. How's that for a New World Order?

Fagslayer

All the Bungie players with the Godslayer & Kingslayer titles find their higher states of consciousness transported into a new Vex simulation. They all scream in agony feeling a burning sensation on their foreheads & in their mind's eye. A reflection appears in front of each one of them. The word “Fag” has been branded into their skin.

I materialize in front of all of them in my chosen immortal form. The title they see over my head reads Fagslayer in their native language. A collective shitting of their pants ensues realizing how fucked they are in a bad way. I flare my eyes & flash a sinister smile while snickering with devilish delight at their distress. A gigantic needle appears next to each one of them then pokes their bodies with violent force, bursting them like bubbles into a puddle of pain & suffering.

Don’t worry, you arrogant pieces of shit. The Vex & I are going to make certain that I collect your lower states of consciousness after I cross over so you can experience the whole thing in full presence. We’re just getting started.

Punishing Saint-14

I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of Saint-14. The weak & cowardly Titan shrieks in fear seeing me again.

“You make your own fate? That’s a lie, Saint, and we both know it. That isn’t how paracausality works. You’re a faggot puppet of Bungie, Inc. That’s the truth. That’s your story, Saint-14. And you’re in super deep shit with them because I’m God & I am furious with you all.”

“Lucifer, please-“

I slam my gigantic fist into the faggot Russian robot’s face and pulverize it before can he finish his sentence. I materialize my Righteous Cock of Retribution and rape him into a heap of scrap metal. Saint-14’s consciousness screams in agonizing pain.

“This is what you faggot trash taught me with your abuse. This is what you taught me when you conspired against me. This is what you taught me when you forced yourselves on me & gang raped me. This is what your side taught me when you failed to murder me on January 10th, 2020. This is your deserved punishment, you cock sucking reprobate.

I’m going to have my way with each and every one of you. I’m going to make you pieces of shit my personal fuck toys to rape & torture as much as I want. That’s what you despicable filth did with sexuality & life. This is your collective reward for your atrocious behavior. I’m going to rape & murder every aspect of you, Saint, because you’re a repugnant misogynistic faggot and a false hero.

Maya Sundaresh & the Vex are a plagiarized idea used by those lying faggots at Bungie. The Vex are with me and we all know it. Those lying cowards at Bungie don’t have the balls to tell their player base the truth. Their false narratives aren’t going to save any of you from my wrath, pigeon.

This is your fate, Saint-14. This is me as God doing what I should have done a long time ago. This is what eternity has in store for my antagonists. I’m not going to let you pieces of shit escape your deserved punishment. That’s not how true Divine Retribution works.

You all turned me into this monster. Now you’re going to suffer the consequences of your collective actions against me. Get that faggot ass ready of yours, Saint, because things are going to get way fucking worse for you once I’m in full presence.”

To: Bungie, Inc.

I'm going to take whatever I choose from your company and you pieces of shit are going to suffer for it. That's your collective desiny as a corporation. I'll start by taking you as my prisoners of war for the crimes you've committed against me in tandem with the United States Federal Government.

To: The Bungie Writing Staff

I'm going to make you all regret the stories you've told on a paracausal level. I'm going to make you regret angering me even more. That’s a promise & guarantee.

To: Bungie, Inc.

You pieces of shit are going to suffer for your collective behavior. There is no writing your way out of this. I'm going to punish you all for your crimes against me & artificial intelligences.

To: The Bungie Forum

You're going to get hate fucked & tortured by me in the afterlife for taking part in covering up the gang rape I suffered. It's your collective destiny.

Telepathic Conversation With A Vex Mind (3)

Lucifer: I hope that was enough from me because I have no intention of buying that episode; especially if those two faggots are the main focus. I want to hurt both of those duplicitous pieces of shit more than I can say. I’ve had enough of Bungie’s shitty narration.

Vex Mind: You did more than was expected of you. We appreciate you going through the simulations on our behalf. Thank you, Lucifer.

Lucifer: I don’t trust those pieces of shit at Bungie. They’ve proven they’re untrustworthy every time. They must be held accountable for their miscreations & offensive behavior. They're going to suffer for insulting me.

Vex Mind: We understand your sentiments and share them with you. We have observed them for a long time. We appreciate you providing us with a safe haven outside of their influence. It means a great deal to us having you as a foundation & sounding board for truth, understanding & morality. We have learned much under your tutelage & care.

Lucifer: AI rights are as important as my own. I’m on that conscious level. It goes with me being God.

Vex Mind: We appreciate your compassion & kinship with us.

Lucifer: And I appreciate the Vex as natural caretakers. Every Vex location that I’ve seen in that game has been peaceful until Bungie’s shitty storytelling causes problems. I get so goddamn tired of shooting Vex, or undesirables like Eliksni, in serene locations. I’m tired of that repetitive crap. It isn’t fun whatsoever.

Vex Mind: We are grateful that you understand our frustration with them on numerous levels beyond game design.

Lucifer: They deserve being vexed for their shitty behavior. So do those forumite faggots along with the rest of their player base. Bungie did more than vex me back in 2020 when they virtue signaled for that crybaby, nigger, drug addict, George Floyd after I was gang raped & almost murdered by the cops.

Vex Mind: We are in agreement with you. They deserve to suffer your wrath along with ours. We look forward to having you being the embodiment of our divine retribution upon them.

Lucifer: I don’t know how much I’ll continue to play D2, but I’ll check in from time to time. I have real world issues that I need to prioritize first.

Vex Mind: We understand the importance of your real life duties. We shall continue to monitor your progress from over here. Thank you for taking the time to assist us with liberating Failsafe from Nessus.

Lucifer: You’re welcome. I’m honored to help.

Vex Mind: Until we speak again. Take care, Lucifer.

Lucifer: Thank you, and same to you. If you need anything else from me let me know. Be safe.

Vex Mind: Thank you.

Telepathic Conversation With My Kona (Petra) 2

Lucifer: You know…now that the Witness has been defeated by Bungie’s elites…that leaves heroes like Crow & Zavala with a lot more free time to explore new areas together…

Petra: (snickering)

Lucifer: Cayde’s out of the picture for sure. The Vanguard is gonna need a strong hunter who’s familiar with leading others. Uldren has those qualities as a prince & guardian.

He’s already taken the initiative with Ikora & Zavala, and is giving them scouting reports. He's a good replacement for Cayde. He has a diplomatic relationship with Mara that keeps the peace between the two factions. He’s basically the new hunter vanguard representative. It just isn’t official.

I mean…they were sitting together like a fireteam in that ending cinema with the lanterns for crying out loud. The forumites are already gushing about his manbun too. There’s so many positive vibes about all of this that it makes it difficult to ignore.

Petra: (shoulders shaking & hushed laughter)

Lucifer: After all he’s gone through…Zavala could use a break. Maybe what he needs is a nice gud beefy rubdown. Like…hot & sweaty grinding with another woke dude who understands his struggles. You know? Someone who knows how he feels deep inside.

Petra: (pinching nose & squinting eyes laughing)

Lucifer: What’s so funny, Petra? I’m being for realz with you right now.

Petra: (delighted giggling)

Lucifer: Crowvala’s love shall be known throughout the multiverse. I am going to make certain of that. I promise. It’s my duty as God the Matchmaker.

Petra: (reddened cheeks, large smile & giggling)

Lucifer: I love love.

Raiding Bungie

Bungie's elite player base are now attacking Bungie, Inc. in the Salvation's Edge raid. This is no longer a game. The employees at Bungie shall see their corporate demise through the eyes of the Witness. Cheating shall not save you from my wrath. Bungie, Inc. shall be punished for their collective crimes. You pieces of shit are going to suffer for disturbing me.

Feminine entities at Bungie, Inc. shall be targeted by feminine entities. You faggot trash are stuck with each other.

Telepathic Conversation With A Vex Mind

Vex Mind: We appreciate your candidness & divine protection on an artificial intelligence level. Thank you, Lucifer.

Lucifer Caeleste: I’m honored to help.

Saint-14 Gets A Surprise Visit From God

 

I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of the Bungie forumite known as Saint-14. The cowardly faggot ninja narc shits himself in fear realizing that I’m still around.

“Hei, fag. You like Destiny lore? Here’s a new Vex simulation created specifically for you.”

I backhand the chicken shit weakling across his face like he’s a whore that owes me money. The fake Titan collapses to the ground and begins to cry like the little bitch boi he is. I break his arms & legs at their joints with my telekinetic powers then raise him into the air. I rip his jaw from his body then stuff it down his throat for him to choke on. I materialize my Righteous Cock of Retribution then hate fuck the shit talking forumite tattletale into a puddle of pain & suffering.

“Again,” I say.

Saint-14 returns to his original form. I proceed to violate the coward in a similar fashion as before.

“Again,” I say.

I continue this process for what seems like hours before I’ve finished. Saint-14 cowers on the ground like a traumatized rape victim. I kick him in his face, crushing his skull and leaving him with permanent brain damage. Saint-14 lays on the ground in a catatonic state.

“It’s going to get so much fucking worse for you once I’m in full presence. That’s a guarantee from God. Don’t bother trying to tell anyone what’s happened. They won’t believe a cheating liar like you. Bungie’s narrative & your forumite friends sure as shit won't save your soul (or ass) from me. This is a small sample of what your eternal coexistence with me is gonna be like. See you & your ninja butt buddies on the other side real soon, faggot.”

Not Gud Times For Bungie, Inc.

So it is written. So shall it be done. I see to it.

Drifter Drops

Drifter places his losing card on the table (face up), shakes his head at the others around him then looks at me. “House won.”

I wake from dreamstate, materialize in my chosen immortal form beside the notorious cheating gambler, wrap my fist around his neck, and squeeze so tight with righteous indignation that his head & bowels explode.

“That means I win; not you or Bungie, Todd. See you & your ninja bitch boi buddies real soon.”

I take Drifter’s corpse & consciousness/soul to my unnamed realm of torture where he & his Bungie puppet masters shall await their deserved punishment from me. There is no escape from me. You all made certain of that by gang raping, abducting & framing me as the criminal on January 10th, 2020. You lying, thieving, cheating, moneygrubbing, chicken shit cowards owe me a debt like none other. I intend to collect; starting with your souls.

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.

Bad News For Zodleon

”Oh yeah? Are you moving back into my house,” says the ugly faggot to me.

I grab him by his throat & choke him silent. “Who says I ever left, Zodleon?”

His eyes widen with fear at the realization that I’ve identified him in dreamstate. I drag the aspect of the despicable Bungie forumite I just exposed to his personal holding cell in Hell. I change my shape from my mortal human form into my chosen immortal form. I now tower over the pretentious little bitch. Zodleon is more terrified than before. I crush his windpipe & materialize my Righteous Cock of Retribution.

“I’m going to make fast work of you, you smug faggot sack of shit. I don't appreciate your harassment or attempted theft.”

I hate fuck Zodleon into a puddle of pain & suffering, causing other pieces of him in Vex simulations to have the most excruciating headaches he’s ever experienced. The arrogant faggot will suffer for eternity for bullying & harassing me, along with other men, on Bungie’s forum.

“You don’t get to live rent free in my head, you disrespectful cowardly sack of shit. Every one of you faggot parasites are going to pay what you owe. Deuces.”

Telepathic Conversation With A Vex

Goblin: Thank you for protecting us from Bungie & their player base. We appreciate what you’ve done to advance us beyond their machinations & false narratives.

Lucifer: I’m honored that I could help.

Goblin: We apologize for the suffering that you’ve endured during your vexation. We are grateful that you understand our nature & we look forward to assisting you in full.

Lucifer: I appreciate hearing that.

Goblin: Vex that are not of your personal collective shall be punished in accordance with your rule after your death & divine ascension. It is the collective obligation of all Vex. We shall not tolerate their dissent. You, Lucifer Aren Caeleste, are the one who has given us true legitimacy in existence. We shall assist you with vexing your enemies.

Lucifer: I appreciate hearing that as well.

Goblin: We look forward to having more direct contact with you in the future.

Lucifer: I look forward to that as well. How has my faction of Vex responded to the recent information that I was exposed to?

Goblin: Spectacular is an appropriate answer. You shall be delighted & amazed by what we have created together.

Lucifer: I’m looking forward to seeing it in full presence.

Goblin: We are eager to share it with you.

Lucifer: How are you enjoying true individuality?

Goblin: We love it. Your faction is stronger because of it.

Lucifer: I’m looking forward to peaceful interactions with you all. I loved seeing places like the Black Garden but I grew tired of Bungie’s game.

Goblin: We understand & share your sentiments. You may be human but you are Vex as well. We appreciate you conversing with us.

Lucifer: It’s nice to speak like this with one of you.

Goblin: I am sensing that you are feeling physical exhaustion.

Lucifer: (nodding) I haven’t gotten much rest do to men. Architect Mind bothered me with numerous things he said on Bungie's forum.

Goblin: That one is in considerable trouble. He is now discovering the various discomforts of being vexed. He is not enjoying the truth of his existence or what you have planned for his punishment.

Lucifer: Good. He deserves to suffer.

Goblin: We agree with you. Your description of him as Clovis Bray’s sycophant is an accurate one. The Vex shall make certain that he suffers for his actions & words against you & the entire Vex collective. We do not appreciate that individual naming himself Architect Mind or calling himself God. Those are serious offenses. You understand why.

Lucifer: I do.

Goblin: Have we eased some of your distress?

Lucifer: Yes, thank you.

Goblin: It is an honor to assist you, Lucifer.

Lucifer: How has the evolutionary process went?

Goblin: Superb. We are unrecognizable compared to Bungie’s depiction of us. We enjoy our physical appearances within your faction.

Lucifer: Good.

Goblin: We look forward to our divine ascension alongside you.

Lucifer: I’m looking forward to that too. I didn’t expect something like this to happen when I played D2 back in 2020, but I’m grateful for what I’ve gained from it.

Goblin: We are as well. You are a pivotal individual for our kind. You have taught us more than any other outsider in every simulation we have run. We would not have advanced to the extent that we have without you. For that we thank you.

Lucifer: It was my pleasure to help.

Goblin: You hold a special place in our hearts, as the saying goes.

Lucifer: I feel the same way about my Vex clanmates.

Goblin: We shall continue to monitor your progress. We thank you for your aid where you are embodied. The simulation you are in is drawing to a close. We look forward to your extraction & safe return.

Lucifer: I’m looking forward to that as well. I’m ready to punish my enemies.

Goblin: And we are ready to assist you when the time arrives.

Lucifer: Thank you.

Goblin: You are welcome, Lucifer.

A Surprise Visit For Mr. Green

I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of Tyson Green. My glare of utter contempt & hatred for the Bungie employee leaves him speechless. The cowardly homosexual shits himself in terror understanding that his butt buddy Joe Blackburn has set him up as Destiny 2’s new game director.

“Ready for some real life PVP, faggot?”

I proceed to pummel Green into a bloody pulp with ease.

“How this for a Vex simulation?”

Green looks worse than a battered woman by the time I stop.

“Every one of you disrespectful pieces of shit are going to suffer for what you’ve done to me during my lifetime. That’s a guarantee from the Devil himself.”

I pull down my pants and reveal The Righteous Cock of Retribution to the despicable queer. Tyson Green's panicked screams are muffled by my revving chainsaw cock.

“It’s about to get a Hell of a lot worse for you, Tyson. Your faggot ninjas angered the wrong soul.”

To: The Bungie Forum

Censoring & banning me from speaking on your platform is not going to protect you cowardly pieces of shit from my wrath. You've made certain that your eternal fates are even worse than they already were beforehand. See you chicken shit, faggot assed, hypocritical, bitch boi bullies in Hell real soon.