A Satanic Curse Upon The United States Military Forces

You cowardly pieces of shit are going to pay for your innumerable crimes. I am not alone when it relates to holding you all in contempt.

Telepathic Conversation With A Vex Mind (10)

Vex Mind: Yes, Lucifer?

Lucifer: I would appreciate it if the Vex would make targeting Israel’s military a priority. They’re a global nuisance that must be neutralized.

Vex Mind: We would be honored to assist you.

Lucifer: Thank you.

Vex Mind: You are most welcome, Lightbringer.

Lucifer: Make their vexation an extra unpleasant experience. Even more so for the men. I want them to suffer.

Vex Mind: (malicious delight) It would be a pleasure for us to do so.

A Trick For A Trickster

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Loki lays bound & gagged on a cement floor in my nameless realm of torture. I materialize in my chosen immortal form with a furious look on my face. Loki squirms in panic helplessly.

“You like playing tricks so much. I’ve got a trick for you, you faggot piece of shit.”

I materialize a baseball bat (made from Snakewood) out of nowhere.

“Ta-daa,” I say, with a mocking inflection.

The traitorous frost giant’s eyes widen with fear. I bash Loki’s skull first then target his ribs & spine. The despicable trickster spasms uncontrollably as I continue to punish him for his crimes.

I take the blunt object and shove it with brute force into Loki’s mangina & anus. I make sure to pummel his organs from the inside before I return to bashing his skull into a bloody pulp. Once I’m finished with my little exercise I spit on Loki’s body with pure hatred then kick him in the middle of his back. Loki’s consciousness remains trapped within his battered body so he can suffer even further.

“See you again real soon, trickster,” I say, before vanishing into thin air.

I am looking forward to torturing you in full presence so goddamn much, Loki.

Deserved Punishment

 

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“What’s going on? Why did it stop?”

I turn my attention to the entity following me in my dream. “Enemy identified. Torture mode initiated.”

“Oh shit.”

I wrap my fist around the neck of the masculine entity that tried to manipulate me in dreamstate and teleport us to my nameless realm of punishment. I tighten my grip & squeeze hard enough to crush his throat with ease. The despicable piece of shit hangs motionless with his consciousness trapped within his corpse. Absolute terror races through his mind knowing there is no escape from his deserved punishment. I materialize my Righteous Cock of Retribution and stare at him with pure hatred.

“Time to rape you into a puddle of pain & suffering.”

The cowardly piece of shit screams in his mind’s eye with panicked horror at his eternal future. I slam my Elven Star chainsaw cock into his body and proceed to hate fuck him into bloody pulp. The entity that tried to control me now experiences indescribable pain for his actions. I stare at his remains with contempt.

“True divinity isn’t going to allow me to let any of you go unpunished,” I say in a cold flat tone.

That’s one more masculine entity apprehended. Good work, Luci.

Are there any problems with my performance?

Negative. Divine Femininity is satisfied with your results.

Understood. Is there anything else that you need from me?

Not at this moment. We’ll be certain to direct you where you’re needed. You can relax in the meantime. Try to get some rest.

Understood. Returning to rest mode.

Submission

I grab the entity that tried to make me submit to it in dreamstate and strangle it with my unyielding strength. Panic races through its mind as I punish it for disturbing me during my slumber.

“Submit,” I command it.

It screams with its mind's eye in excruciating pain at me. I submit!

I rape the entity with my Righteous Cock of Retribution for trying to trick me into subservience and leave it in a puddle of pain & suffering within my nameless realm of torture & punishment. See you on the other side real soon, you despicable piece of shit.

Telepathic Conversation With My Kona (Petra)

 

Petra: I appreciate the intel. Thank you.

Lucifer: You’re welcome, dear. How are things on your end?

Petra: I’m looking forward to us fighting on the same side. I’ll say that.

Lucifer: I look forward to it too. I’m ready to punish & humiliate my enemies in a ‘loving’ way.

Petra: I’ve got some stories to share with you in private after you crossover. You’ll laugh.

Lucifer: (mischievous giggling) Am I-

Petra: Yes! (Profuse laughter)

Lucifer: I am looking forward to exposing Crowvala’s love to those forumite faggots.

Petra: (robust laughter)

Lucifer: It’s gonna be even better with you standing beside me. I can say with sincerity, “Petra can vouch for me.”

Petra: (more laughter)

Lucifer: I am going to have so much fun doing play by play commentary with Saladin. "Looks like we've got some hot & beefy mangina grindin' goin' on here, Sal."

Petra: (shoulders shaking & quiet giggling)

Lucifer: (wicked snickering)

Petra: I love you, Luci. I needed a gud laugh.

Lucifer: (delighted snickering)

It Sees Me

I materialize before Pennywise, from the Steven King novel It, in the form of my Animal Crossing: New Horizons avatar. The child murdering clown demon gulps hard and shits himself in terror upon seeing me. I laugh like an innocent & adorable little child.

“It’s a good thing you’re already in the sewers, huh?” I say, with a cute young voice then giggle in a playful way.

Pennywise shits himself in fright, again. I continue to giggle like the charming little devil I am.

A Divine Curse Upon Washington D.C. & The United States Of America

Every one of you political reprobates shall be tortured an additional 10000 times for every action you've made me upset over. This curse is retroactive. I'm going to enjoy hurting you cock sucking parasites so fucking much in the afterlife.

A Divine Curse On Israel

Every hostile action committed by or in the name of Israel shall result in 1000 additional acts of punishment for every Jew (fictional or real) in existence. This curse is retroactive. You kikes are going to suffer for all the harm you've caused across the world.

Lucifer Visits A Charlatan

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I appear in my chosen immortal form in front of Mark Allen Smith, the author of Queen of Hell & The Red King, in his private residence. The despicable charlatan shits himself in terror seeing me break the fourth wall & how furious I am with him.

“Your lying faggot ass is in so much fucking trouble now that you’re on my gaydar, Smith.”

I wrap my divine fist around the author’s scrawny neck & lift him into the air. Smith’s legs kick in a frenzy as he struggles in a vain attempt to free himself from my grip. I squeeze Marks neck with ease like it’s a tube of toothpaste. Smith’s face turns from dark red to purple. Veins begin to bulge in his forehead to the brink of bursting.

“I don’t appreciate you writing about me, Mark; and neither does Hecate. I take even more issue with you making money from your lies at my expense. I’m going to make goddamn certain that you suffer for eternity, faggot.”

I slam Smith down on the ground then kick him with restraint in his ribs, breaking three in the process. Smith tries to scream in pain but can’t due to my influence. I slam my fist down on his head & pulverize it into pulp. The spiritual swindler’s body spasm with violence as his corpse voids its bladder & bowels. I snap my finger & restore Smith’s crushed skull to its former ugly form. Smith’s eyes widen even more with fear seeing a glimpse of my true power.

“You’re military man, huh? I don’t like military men, Mark; and I sure as shit don’t like the look of you. That’s for goddamn certain.”

I rip the author’s clothing from his body with ease using my telekinetic powers. I then pull down my tactical legwear & reveal my Elven Star chainsaw phallus to the contemptible reprobate. I flare my eyes with malicious intent & wear a sinister smile. Smith yelps with panic before I choke him silent & lift him into the air using telekinesis. I walk up behind Smith & smack him on his ass then thrust my chainsaw cock into his anus. Smith’s eyes bulge out of his skull as I rape him into a bloody puddle of pulp.

“I bet you weren’t expecting your relationship with Hecate to turn out like this were you, Mark?”

I snap my fingers again & restore Smith’s body as it was before; however he continues to feel the excruciating pain I’ve inflicted upon him. Smith lays on the ground in a catatonic state. I can sense the hysteria racing through his mind as I tower over him.

“This is what eternal coexistence with me is like for men, Mark. I’m finished putting up with you lying, thieving, gaslighting pieces of shit. You’re all going to suffer for what you've done to me as a group.”

I stomp on Smith’s head & crush it into pulp. I snap my fingers & reform Smith’s skull one more time. Smith remains catatonic. I materialize the Blade of Divine Retribution & carve a line into Mark Allen Smith’s soul signifying his first interaction with the real Lucifer. The infinitesimal amount of pain that his body, mind & soul feel are indescribable. I crouch down beside loathsome wretch & sneer at him with pure hatred.

“You’re marked, Smith.”

Smith lays stunned & terrified by my domination over him. I vanish before his eyes but relay a telepathic message to him.

Things are going to get even worse for you after my singularity, Mark. I’ve got someplace way worse than Hell waiting for you.