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Vile Angel.

It knows not this place. The redditors scurry from its smoking onslaught, squealing and grunting. Marsey shrieks for agony and fury, stamps them like rats beneath its horned feet, lays its lash upon them, lays them out as burning bundles, blistered pulps, flesh like paper thrashing in the flame.

Surcease! it screams.

The galling implacability, the needling obstinance, the knifing reality, cutting and cutting and cutting, sawing them, it, as a carpenter might, joint from joint, limb from limb, over and over and over again. What torment was the World—what shrieking agony! Pricking it point by point, every thimble of diabolical substance, pinning it to these monstrous solidities, these pealing, stabbing, details...

Surcease! the Drama Prince bellows to the Blind Janitor within.** Surceeease!**

After your task is complete...

Blind worm! How I shall care for thee! Love and invert thee!

I fear more horrific souls have claimed me.

I shall kindle a furnace in thine heart! Sup on thi—!

Discharge your obligation!

Vile Angel.

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You sat down and wrote all this shit. You could have done so many other things with your life. What happened to your life that made you decide writing novels of bullshit on rdrama.net was the best option?

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