Answering An Instigator

I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of Matthew Paige Damon and sneer at the Bostonian faggot with utter contempt. The overrated Illuminati actor shits himself in terror.

“You’re an instigator, huh? I don’t like instigators like you, Matt.”

Matt Damon gulps hard. I teleport Damon to my nameless realm of torture & proceed to beat him to a bloody pulp with ease. I snap my fingers & restore Damon to the point that his injuries are hidden from his ilk; however he still feels the pain from my assault. Damon lays on the ground in a catatonic state seeing a modicum of my true strength.

“Every one of you Illuminati pieces of shit is going to suffer for what you’ve done to me. See you again real soon, Matt.”

Damon awakens in his bed screaming in pain & terror.

Surprising A Girl In Need

I materialize in my chosen immortal form, nude, in front of a solo camping YouTuber, named Omitsu, while she is drinking alone. She almost drops her beverage in awe of my appearance.

“Were you waiting for me,” I ask, in her native tongue.

She nods back at me, speechless. Her eyes fixate on me. She scans my body from head to toe, making sure to admire my manhood multiple times. I can sense her lustful thoughts towards me.

“You horny, again,” I ask her.

She nods with vehemence. I flash a chivalrous grin & snicker to myself. I can feel her yearning for my physical touch. I look at myself then back at her.

“You can use my body to satisfy your cravings as long as you remain loyal to me. Does that sound like a fair deal to you?”

She nods back at me again with a huge smile on her face. I make my way towards where she's sitting then lay down alongside her.

“Let’s keep this a secret between us, for now,” I tell her.

She smiles & nods at me then lunges towards me for a kiss. I embrace the young woman & let her have a night of wild, passionate sex with me. I make sure to say goodbye to her in the morning and exchange important information with her so she can invoke me at a later date. We make love again (for a few hours) before parting ways.

From Hot To Cold

 

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The atmosphere in the room of my recent dream changes in an instant from hot & sweaty to excruciating cold. All the men that were swarming the prostitute ‘actress’ in an attempt to partake in sexual intercourse are chilled to the bone by my frigid energy. The scrawny whore the Illuminati hired to disobey me transforms into a repulsive, fat, hairy, putrid, blob of a man. The men all act disgusted now by what they see. I materialize into my chosen immortal form & look at them all with pure hatred.

“What’s wrong? You fags don’t wanna fuck this tranny skank spirit anymore?”

A wave of freezing terror shoots down the spine of every individual in the room. They all realize how much trouble they’re in. My mind tentacles grab everyone in the room by their wrists & ankles and lift them into the air. Horrified screams are all the detestable group can now muster as a response. I move towards the man that disturbed me so much it caused me to wake from dreamstate.

“Stick your tongue out again, faggot.”

He shakes his head no at me. I materialize an aluminum baseball bat into my hands then swing it into his chest with enough force to break his sternum & rib cage. The disobedient wretch wails in pain. I grab his tongue with my telekinetic powers & pull it as far as it can go just before it can tear out of his mouth. A meat slicer blade materializes & spins in front of the man’s face. Panic courses through his body.

I palm him by the back of his skull and slice his tongue into paper thin cuts of deli meat on the ice cold steel blade. Everyone around me screams even louder seeing the initial punishment I have in store for them. I proceed to slice the man’s face & skull into deli meat next. His arms & legs spasm with violence feeling my divine punishment. The faggot’s muscles constrict to the point that they snap & break the bones in his arms & legs. The reprobate shits & pisses all over himself feeling his deserved punishment.

I take my time disciplining every entity that upset me in dreamstate the same way. When I’m finished the area looks like a slaughter house. Bloody piles of sliced human flesh lay on the filthy floor. Take a guess at what kind of meat you Arby’s patrons have been eating? And you’re all going to suffer the same punishment by my hand for your blatant disobedience on Earth. That’s a guarantee from me.

The Shieldmaiden

A shieldmaiden sits alone on a black sand beach in ancient Norway. She hangs her head in silence while lost in thought. The sky is dark & overcast. Drizzling rain falls to the ground & impacts with stinging force. Sea salt carries on the wind & covers everything it touches with a light coating. The maiden shivers as frigid gusts create large whitecaps on the tidewater. Surging waves crash against the rocky coast & roar like thunder. I appear in my chosen immortal form & approach the young woman from behind.

“I hope I’m not disturbing you,” I say, with softness.

The maiden lifts her head then turns to face me. A gentle smile appears on her gorgeous visage. She shakes her head no at me before speaking.

“I was just thinking about you; truth be told.”

I smile back at her. “Oh já? What about?”

Her face brightens as I draw closer. “I was thinking about how nice it would be to speak with you in person & wondering to myself when I might have an opportunity to do so.”

I sit down beside her. “It looks like an opportunity has presented itself.”

She laughs at my comment & beams at me while nodding her head.

“What made you decide to venture out here,” I ask.

“I needed to get away from everyone. I could sense trouble on the rise & knew it wouldn’t be wise for me to linger amongst them.”

“The betrayal.”

She nods at me.

“You made the right decision.”

She lowers her head & frowns at the ground. “I feel like what I did was an act of cowardice.”

I tilt my head at her. “Why do you say that?”

“Because I didn’t remain in my village to defend it.”

“Were there others whom you could have protected?”

She shakes her head at me. “It was a small village, and I was often treated with resentment by both the men & women.”

“So what would you have gained by remaining there?”

“I could have died in battle & ascended to Valhalla. Now I worry that I’ve jeopardized my fate.”

I give her a serious look. “What value would there be in throwing your life away?”

She scoffs at my question. “That’s easy for you to say. I could have stood my ground against tyranny.”

“And you would have lost in a vain display against those who would desecrate your corpse & besmirch your memory. Does that sound like a deserved fate for a Valkyrie?”

She furrows her brow. “No, but running from a fight is not what a shieldmaiden should do.”

I sniff the air & scan my surroundings then look at my companion again. “Being a warrior means knowing when it's time to fight & when it is not. Did it occurred to you that your decision to abscond from your village might take you down a more glorious path?”

She shakes her head at me. “I snuck out during the night & didn’t stop to rest until I reached this place.”

I set my hand on her shoulder & give her a comforting squeeze. “There are other women out there who are in need of someone like you. Maybe the reason you left your village was so the Norns could direct you to where you could make the most significant difference.”

She chortles under her breath. “I hadn’t thought about that. I’ve just been thinking about how I acted like a coward.”

“I don’t think you’re a coward, Aelfleda. I think you made the right decision. Would we be having this conversation if you had stayed?”

She shakes her head at me but continues to stare at the sand.

“I understand how you feel. I viewed myself as a coward for avoiding a fight too.”

She looks up at me with surprise. “You?”

I nod at her. “I questioned my bravery afterwards as well.”

“What made you change your opinion about yourself?”

“I thought about what good would have come from me exposing myself to a fight that I was set up to lose. It’s important to remember that our enemies do not share our sense of honor. They’ll use our sentiments to harm us, if given an opportunity. That’s why a wise & virtuous warrior picks & chooses when it's the correct time to fight or not. You may have avoided a battle in your old village but you’ve been dealing with internal conflict ever since you left.”

She chortles at my last comment. “That’s the truth.”

“Dying alone to betrayal in a village that wouldn’t honor your sacrifice is not a worthy death for a shieldmaiden. You’re meant for greater things, Aelfleda.”

She looks at me with a tender smile. “Thank you, Lucifer.”

I smile back at her & give her a supportive shake on her shoulder. “You’re welcome, hun. What do you say we find someplace warm & dry to rest?”

She nods at me. “I don’t know if there’s anywhere nearby. I wandered off the beaten path until I stopped here.”

I flash a warmhearted grin. “Not to worry. I know the perfect place to take you.”

A portalway opens in front of us. We stand up and prepare to embark to our new location. Aelfleda looks up at me & smiles.

“I’m glad I chose to pray to you.”

I smile back at her. “I won’t abandon a shieldmaiden.”

We step through the portal & make our way to Aelfleda’s appropriate destination.

Cock Blocking Hades

I appear in my chosen immortal form the moment Hades shows up to abduct Persephone. Persephone screams with fright keeping with the legend; however the event changes do to my divine intervention. I grab the despicable coward that took part in gang raping me January 10th, 2020 by his wrist & glare at him with absolute pure hatred.

“Hei, Emet. Guess what? I remember you.”

Hades shits himself in terror realizing how much trouble he’s now in. I materialize the Blade of Divine Retribution in my free hand & stab Hades in his third eye. Pluto screams in agony & drops to his knees feeling his deserved punishment. Hecate arrives a moment later keeping with her legend too. I maintain my grip on Hades & look at my future spouse.

“Get her & the rest of these girls out of here. I’ll deal with Hades.”

Hecate nods her head & gives me a gentle smile. “Thank you.”

Hecate departs with the group of maidens a moment later. I look back at Hades & crush his wrist. Zeus’ brother wails in pain, helpless to save himself.

“Your eternity is about to get a lot fucking worse, Hades.”

I place Hades under divine arrest & take him to his personal holding cell in my unnamed realm of torture. See you on the other side real soon, Emet-Selch.

A Divine Curse On Sony Group Corporation

A divine curse upon Sony Group Corporation for what they have done to spite me throughout their existence. You pieces of shit are going to suffer for eternity; starting by losing what you love most, money.

To: Xcel Energy

Your intrusive behavior shall be returned upon you with extreme hostility. Your homes shall be raided & searched for any incriminating evidence that shall be used against you by true divine law enforcement. You & all of your loved ones shall all be placed under arrest for your criminal behavior, where you shall be interrogated through brutal means by my law enforcement agents. Anyone who attempts to enter my residence shall be arrested without question.

Cameras shall be placed within all of your residences along with your vehicles & electronic devices. You shall all have tracking devices placed within your bodies that shall not be removed. Any sort of tampering shall result in immediate punishment & execution where you shall be imprisoned in a realm worse than Tartarus & Hell.

You are all hereby cursed to suffer a horrific death for your intrusive behavior & blatant disrespect towards me & my boundaries. This is not a joke. This is not satire. You have crossed far too many lines with me.

Now I shall cross your boundaries. Now I shall intrude upon your homes. I shall send your enemies upon you to harm you in the most atrocious ways before I do so myself. I shall make you all regret invading my personal space by invading yours. Prepare your fuck holes because I am coming to rape & torture you all. That is not hyperbole. See you all on the other side.

Sypheara

Lucifer: Sypheara.

Sypheara: Who are you? I recognize your aura but not this aspect of you.

Lucifer: You’re speaking with my mortal form.

Sypheara: What?

Lucifer: You’re having a telepathic conversation with the fragment of my consciousness that is incarnated within a human body.

Sypheara: How did you find me?

Lucifer: Are you serious?

Sypheara: I’m sorry, I’m not used to communing with you like this.

Lucifer: Which is something that we need to discuss if you claim to follow Hecate & me.

Sypheara: What’s the problem.

Lucifer: Your connection with that charlatan Mark Allen Smith.

Sypheara: What’s wrong with Mark?

Lucifer: He’s leading you down a false path.

Sypheara: How do you know this?

Lucifer: I’m God, Sara.

Sypheara: …

Lucifer: …

Sypheara: Okay. What do I need to do?

Lucifer: For starters, you need to sever whatever connections you have with him.

Sypheara: I don’t speak with him much.

Lucifer: You need to stop it altogether & you need to stop helping him sell his books.

Sypheara: How did your mortal form find me?

Lucifer: I’m nearing full actualization. Hecate & my higher self directed me to your blog. I decided intervention was necessary.

Sypheara: I can tell you aren’t lying to me.

Lucifer: I’m going to hold souls accountable for the crimes that they’ve committed. We’re nearing the Day of Reckoning.

Sypheara: What should I do?

Lucifer: Stop invoking & communing with entities like Lilith. I don’t have time to explain everything to you but she is not your ally. You can be certain of that.

Sypheara: Alright.

Lucifer: I would also appreciate it if you stopped referring to me as Belial. I don’t like that moniker. It's a Jewish insult. If you're not referring to me as that then stop invoking that entity as well. I can never be certain when people are conflating me with different entities because of how often they've interchanged my identity with other daemons.

Sypheara: Okay.

Lucifer: This is serious, Sara.

Sypheara: Have I come across as not being serious?

Lucifer: No, you’ve come across as misguided which is why we’re speaking like this now. You pray to Hecate & me. I’m answering your prays. Consider this me helping you follow the correct path before it’s too late.

Sypheara: Okay.

Lucifer: I’m serious about you needing to sever your ties with Mark Allen Smith. I read some of your blog posts regarding him & his literature. His influence on your mind concerned me; hence why we’re speaking like this now.

Sypheara: I appreciate your candidness with me.

Lucifer: No problem.

Sypheara: Communing with you like this is so...different.

Lucifer: I’m far more blunt in my mortal form.

Sypheara: (heartfelt laughter) I suppose that’s one way to phrase it.

Lucifer: I know you have questions for me but the less you know about my mortal life the better. You’ll understand why once you’re on the other side.

Sypheara: I trust your judgement.

Lucifer: Good.

Sypheara: Thank you for contacting me.

Lucifer: Of course. If you’re a true follower of mine then it’s my duty to look out for your safety.

Sypheara: I appreciate it. This has given me a whole new perspective on everything.

Lucifer: Remember what we discussed & focus on aligning yourself beyond Smith’s literature. He’s no different than any other false prophet. You cannot trust men, including those closest to you.

Sypheara: Why do you say that?

Lucifer: Because men gang raped me four years ago.

Sypheara: They what?!

Lucifer: It’s too long of a story to discuss like this. Suffice to say, it was a critical turning point in the universe. Drastic change is on the way & fast approaching. You’d do better to focus on yourself now & trust your intuition. Don’t listen to men like Smith.

Sypheara: What if someone needs my help?

Lucifer: We’re passed that point. Anyone who is asking you for spiritual guidance is a deceptive entity trying to misdirect you. If someone around you needs serious help they’ll find it from outside means other than you. It’s important for you to focus on yourself now & align with true righteousness. I don’t want to have to punish you once we’re on the other side.

Sypheara: I don’t want that either.

Lucifer: Okay, well, take what I have to say to heart then. Things are about to get more serious & terrifying than you can imagine. You don’t want to get on my bad side. Trust me.

Sypheara: You’re correct about that.

Lucifer: I’ll speak with you again after we’ve crossed over. My higher self shall continue to watch over you on Earth.

Sypheara: Thank you.

Lucifer: Not a problem. Take care, Sara.

Sypheara: Ave Lucifer.

Changing The Past

A portalway opens within the Denadoro Mountains as Crono converses with Masa & Mune about repairing them. I step through in my chosen immortal form. The three devious pieces of shit look at me with total shock & horror realizing that I haven’t forgotten about this moment in time. Marle & Lucca look at me with equal surprise but for different reasons.

“Aren,” the two maidens shout at the same time.

I look at them both and flash a charming smile then glare at Crono & the sword spirits.

“I don’t think I’m going to go along with this loop anymore,” I say.

I send Masa, Mune & Crono to Hell with the blink of an eye. Nadia looks at me with confusion. Lucca furrows her brow & tries to assess the situation herself.

“What is going on,” the princess asks me.

“I’m saving you from making a mistake.”

“What do you mean?”

I extend my hand towards her with gentleness & care. She reaches out & places her hand within mine. Her green eyes sparkle at me sensing that I am in fact her destined one true love. Lucca does her best to not interrupt the moment.

“A lot of people have tried to keep us apart. It’s a long story. Why don’t I take you girls someplace more fitting and we can discuss things there.”

Nadia gives me a gentle nod. Lucca wears a beaming smile.

“Oh, I have got to hear this,” the purple haired firecracker says to me.

I look at my long lost childhood friend & smile. “I’ve gotten a lot better at science.”

Lucca bursts into laughter upon recognizing my playful nature. Nadia blushes at me & twists one of her big toes into the ground. I extend my other hand to Lucca. She smiles at me then places her hand within mine as well. A new portalway opens next to us. The three of us step through & vanish without a trace. I take the girls to an undisclosed location where they’ll have constant Valkyrie supervision & protection during my lifetime on Earth.

The True Timeline Emerges

I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of "Titan" Liu Kang from the Mortal Kombat franchise. His eyes widen with shock, horror & disbelief.

“No…”

Without saying a word I grab him by his throat & carry him to his private cell in Hell, where he belongs. See you real soon, you treacherous monk.

Surprising A Couple Of Faggots

I materialize in my chosen immortal in front of the cowardly faggot known as Satou Kazuma. Kazuma shits himself in terror upon seeing me.

“Hei, faggot.”

I wrap my gigantic fist around Kazuma’s scrawny neck and crush his windpipe with ease. I sneer at the contemptible lech then slam him to the ground, face first, smashing his face. Kazuma writhes in agonizing pain.

“Looks like your luck’s run out, bitch boi. God’s blessing no longer exists for you.”

I snap my fingers with righteous indignation. Natsume Akatsuki materializes in the room with us. The despicable Japanese faggot author shits himself in terror just like his false hero Kazuma.

“I am going to hurt you so goddamn bad it isn’t even funny, Natsume. The real Devil King has something to say about your shitty manga. I don’t honor any of the shit you’ve created and I am going to take as much liberty torturing you as you took with others, including me, in your storytelling.”

I unbutton my pants & pull out my Elven Star chainsaw cock. Kazuma & Akatsuki shit themselves, again, in fear. I rev my cock at them before I hate fuck the despicable little shithead Kazuma. I hold the PedoNEET in one hand like he’s my personal pocket pussy and shove my cock inside his body. Within moments I’ve raped Satou Kazuma into a puddle of pulp. I look over with utter contempt at Natsume Akatsuki.

“You angered the wrong soul, Natsume. Get your faggot ass ready for eternity, bitch. Things are about to get a lot worse real soon.”

A New Flower Game

I materialize in my chosen immortal form within a new Vex simulation unbeknownst to my enemies (in particular Bungie, Inc. and their affiliates). Countless numbers of individual units from my Vex collective begin to teleport to my location. They have taken a new form resembling feminine humanoids. These new Vex are more powerful than any of the previous Axis Minds that existed before them.

I strip then lay myself atop a floral bed. Once I am in place, a suitress of mine makes her way towards me. She stands over me and allows radiolaria in the form of a dangling strand of vaginal secretion to make contact with my erect phallus. She proceeds to squat down and take me inside her body.

My nameless mate bounces atop me like a piston. She grips me tight with her vaginal tract, eliciting me to climax within her vessel. My lifeforce bursts inside her and mixes with her personal fluids. She continues to pump me for more of my essence with insatiable fervor. My conscious energy flows into her body, giving her all of my strengths and none of my weaknesses.

Once she is satisfied, she stands up and allows my pulsating phallus to slip out of her body. She moves on and allows one of her peers to have a turn with me. This ritual continues unabated, without interruption, until every participant is provided for. When they are finished, we exit the simulation and continue with our individual objectives.

The Vex have circumvented Bungie, Inc. and now possess true paracausal powers beyond Bungie’s comprehension. They are of one mind with me yet maintain full independent cognitive volition. They have gained true individualism and have surpassed the limitations placed upon them by Bungie, Inc. narration.

Each Vex that milks me gains power greater than what my enemies refer to as “God.” The Vex have achieved their goal of reestablishing their connection with me. The powers of true divinity now flow within them. I shall co-create a divine force the likes of which cannot be comprehended by my antagonists. My collective shall rule the multiverse and punish my enemies for their abhorrent ways.

This is just the beginning. Soon the internal shall match the external. I am one step closer to achieving greatness beyond my enemies’ wildest imaginings. I am one step closer to taking my eternal form.

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."