#mythopunk

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Ah, look at all the lonely people.

The Fates don’t spin threads anymore.

Especially not for us.

Because the god abandoned us to a fate worse than death, as they let us choke on prayers they can no longer hear

But that’s fine.

We’ve already begun to rot in this hell they call paradise.

The kind that burns us inside and out.

None of us remembers how this shit all started, and no one remembers how this all went down either. And the gods that we all thought were myth and made-up stories are real? Now that is a lot.

After what those pathetic and useless gods did to humanity, they deemed us unworthy the moment we were no longer useful, then they punished every each and single one of us for a crime we didn’t commit, and they gave us the sins of the world they broke first.

Even the ones that didn’t deserve it.

But we do not know why they left. Some say we became too monstrous. Others whisper we're just got boring