#insanity.

IT'S DOMAIN IS CRUSHING, WORDS BLENDING INTO NOTHING.

DREAD ENSURES PAIN AND SUFFERING, AN ENDLESS ONSLAUGHT OF PEERING EYES THAT GAZE INTO THE STARS.

THE SOUL CANNOT WITHSTAND THIS HELL, NOT FOREVER.

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A SOUND.

THE SICKENING SOUND OF FLESH AND BONE TEARING AND BREAKING.

THE SCREAMS OF TWO VOICES FIGHTING FOR FREEDOM IN UNISON, A PAIN EVEN SIN COULDN'T HELP BUT FEEL.

IN THE EDGE OF EYESIGHT, THEIR FORMS ARE BEHOLDED.

A MONSTROUS GOOP WITH FAR TOO MANY EYES TRYING TO PULL AWAY FROM AN UNDEAD CORPSE, HORRID, NO ORGANS, BUT TWISTED BONE AND CHARCOAL FLESH, TWO EYES DULL, NO MORE, NO LESS.

TRY AS THEY MIGHT, THE ONE THING THAT SIN COULDN'T GET RID OF HOLDS THEM TOGETHER, A SOUL, RED AND PURPLE, YIN AND YANG, A MIX OF PURE HAPPINESS AND GOOD LIGHT, AND A MIX OF DARKNESS AND HATE.

A COIN HAS TWO SIDES, AFTER ALL, THIS HOLDS THE SAME MEANING.

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IN THE HARSHNESS OF IT ALL, A SKULL FORMS, ONE SIDE, TOO MANY EYES, THE OTHER, ONLY ONE, THEIR VOICES BLEND IN TOGETHER, THEIR SCREAMS ONLY SEEM TO GROW STRONGER.

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A CHOICE MUST BE MADE.

TO HELP OR TO HURT, YOUR OBJECTIVE IS SIMPLE.

MAKE OF THIS OUTCOME WHAT YOU WILL.