My poor excuse for existance begins in a manner of forlorn. I was but a foundling left on the steps of a rural monestary. Raised by the local diocese, I was forced to take communion and recieved my chrism. Baptised in hatered by the deacon at an early age, my life was soon to head into a state of entropy, as the church was to later findout. In my mid-teens, secretly I was forced to fornicate with the nuns, and the young whores of the covent, who were led into foreboding themselves with the forfeiture of their sacred virginity. I grew evermore delightful in this... as it seemed like a game... that I alone could take on, as a task... for the priest were held in asceticism, and could not seek enlightenment with such indulgence of this unholy eucharist. As I grew older, my violent nature exacerated, and the monestary grew weak from my continued lust for hate. And I ravaged the nuns, over and over. The priest formed together in an attempt to strike me down and force me to make penance. Yet every attempt failed, for the weak minded fools knew nothing of the awsome power of sodomy, as I was taught at an early age. It was then they realized I was cast out at infancy for a reason. When it dawned on the priest, it was too late. Their faith had failed them. God was weak. As as for I... I am he; That very deamon fortold in ancient fables, who will strike down the very trinity that continues to preach falsely to a world that is, and always has been in a state of fatalism. On that very night, I slaughtered the monks. I ravaged the holy sisterhood thrice, before I feasted on their moist cunts. It was like a second cumming of Christ, and salvation lies at the very tip of that spear, who stands erect between my theighs. The sisterhood recieved my unholy sacrament before I nailed them to overturned crucifixtions. I burned the scripture and dared the saints to challenge the infancy of my empire; My Hell set upon the Earth. I pulled down the bricks in Jerusalem at the Temple of David. And as man fell to pestilence, the angles rejoiced and rebelled against that tyrant called God. They set the true lord, Lucifer, upon the heighest throne in the heavens for eternity. The essence of my very being is essential for thus, my true espouse; To destroy the kingdom of the trinity and to establish a forever bitter and damned reign of Hell on Earth... I am... Mephistopheles
writen by Nathaniel "Leviathan" Dunne ..aka... La Terreur du Nord
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