You thought you were done, weren't you.
I may not be able to kill you when you're up and about, but I'm a god here.
I was sadly unable to send you over the brink with your family, or keep them that way- but I succeeded in securing myself a nice meal, and in causing you and your friend to have inadvertently kill four poor, innocent souls.
Consider the ethics of your actions, in removing them from this version of reality, they no longer exist. And do you know what will happen you die? Please, do guess.
{…}
(Just stares at him, silent.)
(Is outwardly silent, too, even as she is DISMEMBERED.)
(Finally stirs, slowly looking up. Brushes aside his horrible bangs to get a better look at the surroundings.)
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edited 17th Mar '15 6:15:09 PM by MobileLeprechaun
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019All but one in a thousand descend into the Nightmare. The realm of Absolute Death. A world without Color, or light, or life, or anything. All that remains here is an endless chain of dead worlds.
Would you like to know something?
This is the cradle from which I was born. I am the Nightmare. I am the eater of all worlds and a part of this hell you call existence. My very being is a facet of all reality.
We are all subservient to the natural order of things, you see. The Law, Fate, whatever you may wish to call it. I am simply a tool of the Law. We all must obey, one way or the other. We are but dolls in the hands of the real gods, and even they have no free will.
I am a liberator, I free you from the sick pantomime and offer you truth, the peace of insanity and misery.

She's the only one.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI