I cry, but the tears fall from the sky, drying up my fragile and heavy heart, the yellowish color of its exterior spreading, trying to stop everything... but the thoughts travel like vultures through my mind, memories of everything, from the non-existent to the most impatient, conscious to the most survivor, cry and rejoice as you imagine the multiple flawed choices we make every second, every year, decades that lead to centuries of destruction, guns pointed at necks sweaty from so much work, a slave's life gone... only one life? Infinite lives are gone, infinite lives will be taken, wait patiently for your paycheck with the blood of poor unfortunates, sit down and help yourself, around you streets and screens of crystalline brightness, run and be the carpet of the next rushing vehicle, protagonist of the theater itself, until you arrive at the hospital. You can't remember!
You don't have to! Make no mistake, the dark background of the white rooms will drive you crazy... very normal, don't you think? Take the nails yourself and hammer them in, turn your body into the very T that lost its head a long time ago, remember! No one will be waiting for your return after 3 days, in the end only the coffin awaits you!
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- Son? Why are you in church?
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No! No... Not here!
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- Have you come to make amends for being a defective son?
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CRAACK!
*Sound of belt clattering*
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FUCK!!! I don't want to go back!
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- Son! What's wrong?! I came to rescue you, calm down! You need your meds!
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I'M SCARED!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH HORNED ANGELS!
FATHER! DON'T HIT ME!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAHAHAHAHAHA HALOED DEMONS!
DUMMY! DUMMY! DUMMY!
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Vibrate with your new defeat! As you said yourself, I don't want your victory, applause for your torture, after six defeats, have a day of rest to reflect or perhaps escape... nothing compares to your future triumph, but... after all, where is that woman from the previous chapter? Even if he remembers her again, he'll ignore her and she won't show up any time soon, anyway... Friends, we're in his mind, that's why he's so... confused perhaps, weak, unmotivated.
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So my dear readers, remember, as perverse as this story seems to be with sinful references, try to imagine yourself in a world as sick and cursed as this one...
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Feeling that even God, your brother, is against you, can you imagine someone omnipotent and omnipresent as your enemy? A torturer who makes you reincarnate only into sick people destined to correct God's mistakes in the end? Imagine that the savior of all... could be suffering to this day behind the dirty alleys, being ignored by society, being the horror in the eyes of those who see his face.
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Anyway, we've come to an open ending for all of this, real or not, think about your mental health and don't go running down the street without looking around (Laughs).
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