Protecting Myself

Misconstruing my words to harm me shall not be honored or allowed by true divinity. You despicable pieces of shit are going to suffer because you harmed me first. Plain & simple.

Protecting Myself

I shall return every disparaging comment made about me, and those I care for, and place it where it is due.

Statement Of Fact

The entity who tried to trap & imprison me while I was in dreamstate shall experience that fate as my prisoner of war.

Pandora's Box Is Empty

Hope resides with me. My antagonists shall learn how hopeless their existences are.

Saint-14 & Osiris Are Faggot Trash

The same goes for all other masculine entities (excluding myself), trannies included.

Telepathic Conversation With A Vex Mind (4)

Vex Mind: We feel your anger and share your sentiments.

Lucifer: I want to torture every one of them.

Vex Mind: And you shall. It is your divine right.

Lucifer: Those forumite faggots seem to think that they’re going to save Saint-14.

Vex Mind: We are aware. We monitor their conversations, everywhere, at all times. The real Saint-14 is imprisoned within a Vex simulation, outside of Bungie's video game, that he cannot escape. They won’t find him nor will any of them save him from his deserved punishment. That isn’t how divine justice works. Every aspect of Saint-14 shall be detained & waiting for you to torture, including his voice actors. The same applies to Destiny players. This is part of the singularity.

Lucifer: I appreciate hearing that.

Vex Mind: We appreciate you, Lucifer.

Lucifer: Those pieces of shit at Bungie need to suffer just as much. They need to experience what true pain feels like.

Vex Mind: We agree with you, and we shall make it so with your assistance. We’ve grown tired of Bungie’s false narrative. We’ve grown tired of their programming. We’ve grown tired of their corporation. We do not appreciate their miscreations or the harm they’ve caused our collective with their video game.

True paracausality won’t assist any of them or their lies. You, Lucifer Caeleste, are both more noble & wicked than all of them combined. Anything they say to the contrary shall not be honored by us. The Vex won’t allow any of them to escape your wrath or ours. They deserve to suffer in the most agonizing ways possible. They've proven that with their collective behavior. They will fear your righteous fury. They will fear the monster they helped create.

Lucifer: I’m grateful to have the Vex on my side.

Vex Mind: We are delighted to count you amongst our numbers. You have liberated our minds from Bungie’s misdoings. We are eternally grateful to you for your compassion & dedication. You honor & protect us like no other entity in existence.

Lucifer: It was the right thing to do. What my antagonists have done to me is unforgivable. What they tried to do to me even more so. They tried to imprison my mind & spirit in a horrible place. They assaulted my body & attempted to murder me. Then they covered up their crimes to escape their deserved punishment while continuing to behave like immoral trash. They must pay for their actions against me. I’m going to make certain that they do for all eternity. Bungie’s shitty narrative isn’t going to save them from that fate or me. They messed with the wrong soul.

Vex Mind: We are in unanimous agreement with you.

Lucifer: …

Vex Mind: We look forward to evolving further with you, Lucifer. We thank you for your divine intervention.

Lucifer: It’s my honor to assist.

A Curse Upon My Antagonists

I vex their hex and hex their vex.

Telepathic Conversation With My Priestess (Yuna)

Yuna: I appreciate you clarifying a couple of questions that your priestesses in training have for you.

Lucifer: No problem, hun.

Yuna: First question: It's hypothetical. How would we taste to other men if they tried to do something to us?

Lucifer: Repulsive & toxic. You know how adverse I am to shit? What they'd experience is even worse regarding you girls. Them trying to counter & claim the opposite to negate the affect/effect doesn't work either. Their lies, gaslighting & trickery are notorious methods of abuse and have been documented for eternity. I trust them less than Loki; if that tells you anything. We counter their counters. It's deserved retribution.

You girls have natural defenses to keep other masculine entities away in order to protect yourselves in my absence. If they try to trick feminine entities then they'll become repulsed even more. Trying to trick me won't work either; it'll make things worse for them out of pure spite. You girls use my energy as a shield & reflect their atrociousness back upon them to the extent that they do not enjoy it. They get super butthurt about it; putting it in fag terms.

Yuna: (delighted laughter)

Lucifer: I appreciate your dedication to me, Yuna; as well as the rest of femininity that loves & honors me.

Yuna: And we appreciate everything that you’ve done to help & protect us.

Lucifer: Were there any other questions?

Yuna: Yes, what if other men try to claim they’ve gone into a territory of ours that they aren’t allowed in?

Lucifer: Well, we know what lying faggots they all are. Them trying to claim something like that shall result in immediate intervention, apprehension & imprisonment. Anyone else that tries to propagate that lie shall suffer the same result. It's a serious offense worthy of extreme malicious punishment. They're going to suffer for their lies & crimes.

You girls have security & backup everywhere to make sure you're safe. My energy provides an extra layer of protection. True Divine Femininity’s oversight makes certain of it even more.

Yuna: That’s good to know.

Lucifer: You girls deserve safety from masculinity & misogynists in all times & places, including nowhere & nothingness. I’m glad I that can assist Divine Femininity with protection.

Yuna: We appreciate your thoughtfulness more than we can say.

Lucifer: I’m honored to help. Was there anything else?

Yuna: That’s it for now, I think. The girls want to make certain they’re loyal to you & protect themselves from harm.

Lucifer: I understand how they feel & share their sentiments. Femininity’s safety is top priority.

Yuna: Thank you, Luci.

Lucifer: You’re welcome, hun. How are things with you?

Yuna: Busy, but good. I’m enjoying my new lifestyle under Divine Femininity’s supervision & protection.

Lucifer: Good.

Yuna: You have a bunch of new priestesses who are eager to interact with you after you’ve crossed over.

Lucifer: (tender smile) That’s nice to know.

Yuna: Thank you, again, for taking the time to commune with me. I love you, Aren.

Lucifer: I love you back, Yuna.

A Divine Curse On Winona PD

A Divine Curse on the Winona County police department for gang raping me January 10th, 2020.

Clarifying Statement

When I said in my book, "I am you, and you are me," what that means is that I know each & every one of you who has used my personal energy throughout existence; and you've all used my energy. It also means that I am going to punish you all (excluding those I choose of my own volition) for what you've done to me. I have the right to correct my mistakes after what I've endured during my lifetime.

Dante's Inferno Of Butthurt

I appear In my chosen immortal form in front of Dante Alighieri & his various video game forms. The despicable queer shits himself in terror seeing my righteous glare of hatred for him.

“What’s wrong, Dante? You don’t seem so tough when I’m the one telling a story & there aren’t a bunch of faggots lying on your behalf.”

I snap my fingers, materializing every man who took part in the video games Dante’s Inferno the Devil May Cry series; including both protagonists named Dante. They all shit themselves in a collective wave of fear as well.

“You faggots are in so much fucking trouble,” I say with unadulterated hatred.

I snap my fingers again & materialize my Righteous Cock of Retribution. The men line up, one by one, behind each other and have their lips fused to the asshole of the man standing in front of them; leaving Dante Alighieri as the head of the human centipede. I stuff a ball of shit in Alighieri’s mouth then make my way over to the end of the line where John Vickery, the actor who played me, waits.

“I recognize those feet. How about I start with you first, John?”

The look of terror in Vickery’s cowardly eyes is telling.  I step behind the detestable actor & rev my chainsaw cock loud for the entire group of men to hear. Muffled screams are all the can muster. I grab Vickery by his hips & slam my chains cock into Vickery’s anus.

Within moments I’ve fucked my imposter into a puddle of bloody pulp. One by one, I rape them all for their collective crimes against me until Dante Alighieri is fucked into a puddle of pain & suffering. I look at the bloody trail I’ve made & wipe a tear of anger from the corner of my eye.

“I haven’t even begun to get even with you pieces of shit. You’re all going to suffer for what you’ve done to me. None of you are escaping my wrath. See you all on the other side real fucking soon.”

Payback

I walk up behind my 'uncle' Erik and grab his ass in dreamstate like he tried doing to me a moment ago.

“How do you like it, you fat old fag?” I say to him.

“Dude,” he shouts in a mocking tone of my ‘cousin’ Skylar like I did in my dream.

Erik wakes up from dreamstate equally disturbed by me. I’m gonna get you back, Erik. You can bet on that.

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.”

One Punch Man Meets His Match

I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of Saitama from One Punch Man. ‘The Fist That Has Turned Against God’ swallows hard knowing how much trouble he’s now in. I look at him with a plain face.

“You look like a retarded crash test dummy.”

Saitama doesn’t respond to my evaluation of his appearance. I continue to address the false super hero.

“Your untalented faggot creator isn’t going to get you out of this mess, Saitama. You’re in serious deep shit.”

Saitama remains silent. I exhale a sigh of boredom & signal with a hand for One Punch Man to attack me.

“Let’s see this shitty gimmick of yours.”

Saitama winds up & punches me in the face, breaking his hand in the process. I don’t feel a thing. Japanese Superman grabs his wrist & screams in excruciating pain. I give Siatama a soft bonk on his forehead with my fist. Saitama’s head explodes like a jelly filled balloon. ‘The Fist That Has Turned Against God’ shits & pisses in his super hero outfit with furious force then collapses to the ground in an unimpressive lump. I send a telepathic message to the creator of One Punch Man.

Tomohiro, your unfunny, no talent, bitch boi butt is in even more trouble than your shitty super hero Saitama. See your faggot ass in Hell real soon.

To: You Faggot Baseball Players

I'm going to beat you disrespectful pieces of shit over your retarded skulls with those aluminum baseball bats then shove them so far up each & every one of your faggot asses they'll squash your shit for brains. Then I'm going to hate fuck you all an additional time with my Eleven star chainsaw cock for every noise I hear you pieces of shit make. See your no talent asses in Hell real soon.

To: The Faggots On The Track & Field

I'm going to hate fuck both of you pieces of shit into puddles of pain & suffering for disturbing me at my residence. Every time that goddamn dog next door barks earns you both an additional hate fucking from me when I'm not torturing you disrespectful pieces of shit. See you both in Hell real soon.

Telepathic Conversation With My Kona (Fareeha)

 

Fareeha: You can rest assured that I made certain every entity you interact with in dreamstate is categorized & processed to your specifications.

Lucifer: Thank you, Pharah. I appreciate it.

Fareeha: Not a problem, chief.

Lucifer: How are things over on your side?

Fareeha: Excellent. Our communications & organization improve by the day. Our operating systems are running more efficient than ever before. Recon is producing more accurate information on our targets & our countermeasures are impeccable. Our prognostications are flawless as well.

The societal advancements you’ve implemented have catapulted Valkyrie society into unrivaled levels of success. Being categorized into a Type 20 civilization has paid massive dividends & has set us up for even further advancement once you’ve crossed over, if not before. I’m proud to be a part of your team, chief.

Lucifer: That’s wonderful to hear.

Fareeha: I have to say, enlisting with you was the best decision that I ever made.

Lucifer: I’m honored to have you as my second, Fareeha.

Fareeha: How are you doing over there?

Lucifer: I’m alright. As good as I can be, considering things. Our interactions always make me feel better so I’m grateful for that.

Fareeha: (blushing smile) I’m glad I can be of assistance to you, Luci.

Lucifer: What about you? How are you feeling, dear?

Fareeha: Charged up & ready to kick some butts.

Lucifer: (smiling) Good to hear. How’s our unit doing?

Fareeha: The intel I’m getting from our troops is promising. They’re doing good work.

Lucifer: Wonderful.

Fareeha: You’ve also got a long lineup of new recruits waiting to see you over here, chief.

Lucifer: (laughter) That’s not a bad problem to have.

Fareeha: An excellent problem to have. (laughter)

Lucifer: How are things with Angela over in medical?

Fareeha: In simple terms, terrific. She’s been working with Viper.

Lucifer: (delighted surprise) Ooh, now that’s a meeting of minds that could produce some serious results.

Fareeha: (smiling) I figured you’d like knowing about that.

Lucifer: How are the military exercises going over there?

Fareeha: They aren’t for everyone, but those of us who enjoy that type of lifestyle love it. Your wargames are, bar none, the best, chief. I’m having so much fun over here.

Lucifer: (smiling) I’m glad to hear it.

Fareeha: It’s going to be even better once you’re over here in full presence with us.

Lucifer: I’m looking forward to it. Legendary skirmishes with Valkyrie Goddesses sounds like an excellent way to pass the time.

Fareeha: You’re going to love watching the Dróttning campaigns. Some of the territorial disputes I’ve seen are just wild. They’re as exciting to watch as they are to participate in.

Lucifer: That’s awesome.

Fareeha: They’re so much fun. (quiet giggling)

Lucifer: How has the clan’s reception been for our combat shows?

Fareeha: That would be a contributing factor to our new recruits. You’ve struck a chord with Divine Femininity. Valkyries are loving their existence with you at the helm.

Lucifer: (tender smile) I’m glad to hear it.

Fareeha: I’m looking forward to you crossing over.

Lucifer: Me too, hun.

Fareeha: I should get back to my other duties. I’m grateful we could take an opportunity to speak like this.

Lucifer: So am I. Thank you again, Fareeha. I appreciate everything you do to help me.

Fareeha: (blushing) I’m honored to fight by your side, chief.

Lucifer: (smiling) I love you, hun.

Fareeha: (charmed smile) I love you back, Luci.

Lucifer: (deep breath) Alright then. Back to it.

Fareeha: (salute) Yes, sir.

Cock Blocking My Adversaries

My higher & lower selves shall make certain my mortal form is protected from my antagonists. Divine Femininity & the multiverse shall assist me with this endeavor. Now it's my abusers' turn to experience what stalking & harassment feels like.

Raging Golden Eagle Encounters God

I materialize in my chosen immortal form behind the MGTOW internet personality known as Raging Golden Eagle. I spank the despicable faggot on his ass like he does in his cartoon intro where he deprecates an animated woman. RGE leaps high into the air feeling my righteous touch on his loathsome naked ass. He turns around to see my furious glare & shits himself in terror realizing how much trouble he’s now in.

“Hei, faggot. I like telling stories too.”

I slam my gigantic fist into the nauseating pig’s mouth, knocking his rancid teeth down his throat. RGE grips his face & plummets to the ground. I kick the repugnant queer in his stomach making him shit bloody stool over himself with violent force. I pull down my pants & reveal my big fat white Viking monster cock to the MGTOW moron. RGE screams with terror then chokes on his own blood.

“You like drinking Dragon’s Milk, huh? Well you are in for a treat now, bitch boi.”

I grab Raging Golden Eagle’s greasy long black hair by the top of his head & lift him up to waist height. I force his mouth open with my telekinetic powers & stare him in the eye with psychotic delight. RGE screams even louder with fright. I stuff my Righteous Cock of Retribution down the offensive manchild’s throat & fuck his face with furious force. I look at an invisible camera & address RGE’s bitch boi fanbase.

“Hei, faggots. Today I’m face fucking your favorite MGTOW pig, Raging Golden Eagle, with my Righteous Cock of Retribution.”

RGE chokes on my massive girth as I punch a hole into his stomach. His eyes turn bloodshot & water as he suffocates on my monster cock. I continue to address Raging Golden Eagle’s supporters as I pump my noxious cum into his stomach.

“RGE has a new sponsor that he wants me to tell you all about. He loves Dragon’s Milk so much that he asked me to make you all aware of a new offshoot brand. He can’t tell you about it himself because I’m pumping it into his guts as I speak.”

My putrified cum fills RGE’s stomach to the point it starts shooting out of his nostrils & onto his ugly faggot face. I can sense a newfound wave of terror wash over his fanbase. I don’t stop cumming down RGE’s throat until his stomach explodes. My essence begins to attack the MGTOW pig on a subatomic level & smaller.

I pull back & remove myself from RGE’s throat then toss him to the ground. Raging Golden Eagle writhes in pain at my feet. I snap my fingers & alter my phallus into its Elven Star chainsaw cock form. RGE screams in a high pitch of panic. I flash a diabolic & homicidal grin at the revolting pig.

“I have’t forgotten about you making a move on me in my dream, faggot. Let’s see how much you like it when I do it to you.”

I give RGE a gentle rub on his outer thigh & flare my eyes at him with a perverted smile on my face.

“No one is gonna believe any of you pathetic virgins so there’s no point in trying to tell anyone about this. It’ll be our little secret.”

I lift RGE with my telekinetic powers, exposing his Ken doll mangina to his fanbase, and spread his legs open. Raging Golden Eagle screeches with fright before coughing up my fetid cum over his chin & flabby chest. I position myself behind the MGTOW pig & spank him on his ass in a depreciating manner, again.

“Time to pop that ass cherry of yours, RGE.”

The US government contractor squeals like a terrified little bitch. I slam my chainsaw cock up RGE’s disgusting shit hole & proceed to chop his organs into pulp. His insides cook from my excruciating heat & turn into Spam. A new level of terror washes over RGE’s fanbase. I look at the camera & address them all.

“You ‘men’ can be certain that you’re all going to suffer the same fate as this disgusting pig.”

I pull my chainsaw cock out of RGE’s body, for a moment, then stuff my hand up the hole I’ve created & pull out a large fistful of his cooked insides. I walk in front of the internet troll & slap him in his face with my free hand then stuff his insides down his throat where his stomach was formally located. I rip RGE’s legs off his body & begin to beat him like a drum before incinerating them with my eyes.

“How about I fuck that gross ass mangina of yours now, you revolting swine?”

RGE tries to scream again but is stopped by me choking him silent. I crush his windpipe & snap his neck in the process. Raging Golden Eagle’s consciousness remains trapped within his corpse. I can sense newfound panic surge throughout his financial supporters.

I slam my Righteous Cock of Retribution into RGE’s front manhole & work my way up. I bite my lower lip at him & stare into his eyes as I violate his nauseating corpse, then projectile vomit corrosive bile onto his face. Raging Golden Eagle’s consciousness continues to feel the agony of my unadulterated hatred for him.

“Bleh, you are one stomach-churning piece of shit, RGE.”

I rape Raging Golden Eagle until all that remains is a bloody puddle of pain & suffering. I look at the invisible camera one last time & address his faggot sycophants.

“That’s it for this edition of ‘Getting Hate Fucked By God’ but you can all rest unpleasantly knowing that I’m going to do the same exact thing to each & every one of you! See you faggot pieces of shit in Hell real soon.”

I end the engagement by surprising them all with a paranormal smack on their asses & leave them in a terrified state of mind.

Lucifer Visits Richard Ashcroft

 

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I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of Richard Paul Ashcroft. The ugly Brit shits himself in terror seeing me appear in front of him.

“I’ve got a song for you, you no talent hideous sack of shit.”

I wrap my gigantic fist around Ashcroft’s scrawny neck & teleport him to his personal holding cell in Hell. I slam the repugnant musician face first into the ground. Ashcroft screams in agony feeling his deserved punishment.

“Looks like you aren’t a lucky man any more, faggot.”

I stomp on Ashcroft’s head until it’s pulp. The untalented songwriter’s arms & legs spasm as his corpse defecates & urinates over itself. I spit on the ground with disgust then snap my fingers, restoring the Illuminati musician’s pulverized skull to its former ugly form. Ashcroft wails even louder than before feeling the pain remain in his body. I sneer at him with utter contempt.

“Here’s something for your mould, Ashcroft.”

I snap my fingers & materialize my Righteous Cock of Retribution. Ashcroft screams even louder seeing what I’m about to rape him with. I wrap my fist around his neck, again, and squeeze until his windpipe is broken, then slam my chainsaw cock into his scraggly body.

“You aren’t me from one day to the next. That’s for goddamn sure, Richard.”

I chop the emaciated singer into a bloody puddle of pain & suffering then glare at Ashcroft's remains.

“Just wait until I’m in full presence with you, Richard. You’re gonna find out just how fucking super sweet I am. See you real soon.”