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| I had an odd dream last night, which if I've ever
talked to you for any extended period of time. You probably know that
sort of thing happens to me rather frequently. It was weird because it
wasn't me but most of the dream I saw through
the eyes of the being that was the focal point. The
proceeding shall be a narration of the dream.
He was a grimy crimson color with atramentous black
markings. His skin was covered in numerous scars, abscesses and burns.
He smelt of charred flesh. In many places on his knotted disjointed
limbs and grotesquely maimed torso you could see the muscle tissue
through his tattered skin. His almost tortured looking face was topped
by two protrusions most definitely the beginning of horns. His aphotic
eyes gave the impression of stygian anguish.
This infernal being came to exist in the mortal
dimension in a slightly odd way. A woman we'll call Jezebel, happened
to have a miscarriage. At about the same point in time, a demonic
spirit we'll call Abbadon wished to enter the realm of man so he used a
great amount of power and transferred his soul to the previously
lifeless husk of a child. Causing an exorbitant amount of flame and
boiling tar to erupt from the belly of the woman along with the
horribly disfigured Abbadon.
A while later a friend of the woman,
someone we'll call Father Ezekiel found the child in a pile of guts,
covered in inky black ooze. Believing good was stronger than evil, and
having pity on the child. He couldn't bring himself to kill it even
though the child was so obviously warped and tainted by the demonic
spirit. He raised Abbadon until about the age of six, which is when
Abbadon brutally murder and cannibalized the old priest. Since that
incident Abbadon has been on his own torturing and killing whatever he
can, simply because he attains much pleasure from doing so.
That is the basic outline of what happened, after
the priest took the child in it started jumping forward quickly. Only
allowing me to see bits and pieces of what happened. Shortly after a
while of seeing the demon killing crowds of people, I woke up.
--Rob, over and out (of my mind)
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| This is a Blog, I shall post things here form time to time. You may
or may not read them. I may or may not care. Considering they usually
won't be of much importance in the first place. As most of my activity
here will be a result of boredom. Since amazingly I find it hard to
ever sleep for more then four hours a night, usually less then that
even. As well I finish most my schoolwork early too. Lately I think my
eyeballs are just going to explode out of my head, leaving my eye
sockets gushing slimy ooze-like brains as I read way too much. So to
prevent that I have to prevent my self from gaining to much knowledge
in too short a time. Yet the idea of a self lobotomy doesn't seem to
appealing to me. Which results in no other option then... you guessed
it acting in the manner of an utter moron. You might notice I sometimes
decide to change subject right in the middle of a blog ignore that it's
probably just one of the other people in my head, if they scream for
help ignore them. I mean you can't really trap peoples souls and
consume there life force, that just doesn't make any sense now does it.
--Rob, over and out (of my mind)
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