It was 4am on a school night and my brain went "writing time" so I made this
My heart was torn into not but scraps and dust. My once holy body was overcome by an unimaginable pain as I have never wished upon my worse enemies. God has forsaken me, punished me for a crime I not know.
"Why must I be damned to this horrific pain of the devil's working," I scream to myself, I scream to the sky begging for an answer.
In my eternal darkness I refer to as a mind heaven has cast me down yet I refuse to give in to hell until I hear a voice.
The voice sounds like something I've never witnessed. It didn't have the sound of man nor woman and yet it was not a beast. The voice promised it would serve under me if I were to do one thing.
The voice said to me, "Little lamb the creator you once held dear has left you, follow me and I will return what you have lost."
From that day onward I followed the voice. At first it merely wanted my blood and pain as sustenance and so I cut my arm and fed it every morsel of pain and suffering I had left.
For my sacrifice the voice gave me unfounded knowledge. It told me the secrets of man, beast, and the forces that drive them.
The voice then began ask that I would bring it the bodies of animals slain in it's name. I snuck through the moonlit woods to find animals mid-slumber and quickly stabbed and gutted them. Every time the blood left their bodies it would pool in front of me. The blood would make a perfect image, in the image I saw the voice. It has 7 eyes, 3 to see the mortal world, 3 to see it's domain, and 1 to keep a hold of me. The skin of was formed out of patchwork of the animals I have slain, every innocent creature I slain was added to thr voice's true form.
The voice would use the pools of blood from these animals to show me glimpses of a paradise, this paradise was one of lust, gluttony, and sloth. I could see men and women freely reciprocating eachother in the streets, children ate nothing but cookies and cakes, all work was done by mindless servants so no one lifted a finger. This was an oasis of sin. I once resented this twisted idea of a utopia but now among the citizens I saw myself, proud.
The next command given on to me was to let out my wrath upon those who have wronged me. At the dead of night I grabbed a torch and threw it at the building I once spent my time in kneeling and worshipping.
I could hear the priestess screaming from the inside, awoken in a sea of flame, drowned in a canopy of smoke. In the smoke I saw images of my true lord once again, now the eyes were lit with hellfire, it had a half grown horn on one side
The voice said to me, "You are serving me well my child, I must grow my power stronger and thus I ask of you to bring me more souls of those who reject my will, those who reject our will, bring me the blood of those who worship the one who has damned you."
I followed it's heed, I killed my first priest only 3 hours after he gave a sermon. I followed him to his home and when he entered I lunged and stabbed him in the heart with a dagger made of bones from the animals I killed not too long ago.
His blood pooled much like said animals and again I saw the voice's form. It now had half grown horns on both sides.
I continued this twice more, each time the horns grew. When I killed my final priest the pool of blood formed once again and asked me to stab myself and give my body to it. I obliged.
I stabbed myself over and over and felt my heart once more be torn but more painful this time. I saw everything I once knew flash before me and then I saw nothing. I was in an eternal darkness.
The voice towered before me and said, "You have done well my child, I am now once more at my full power. I will give you all that I promised I'm due time but now I must know if your loyalty is mine alone."
"It is, my lord," I replied
The voice then began to rip me limb by limb. I felt my heart be torn, my skull was crushed open, my stomach and other organs came flying out, the entire time I never lost my consciousness. I felt every part of my body be torn. And then I felt a unstoppable flame be washed upon me as everything be turned to red
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