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ᓚᘏᗢ- So i haven't talked about that dream before, because it kind of traumatized me, but i've been having it over and over, so it was about time i mentioned it.

It all started in the small forest next to my house. I was simply wandering on a misty evening. Everything seemed normal to me.

But after some time as i was passing through that one specific path, i heard noice from behind some trees. I went to investigate as one does, thinking that maybe it's a child or a wounded animal.

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And then i saw them. My boyfriend with a girl, naked, full of dirt on their bodies, moaning... I don't have to give detail about what they were doing...

I felt tears running down my face, and as they hadn't noticed me they didn't stop. I cleansed my fists not beeing able to move or speak.

Then i heard a voice behind me saying "that's unfortunate. he had all the love he needed and still chose a stranger. How do you feel?"

How was i supposed to feel? ENRAGED! DISTRESSED! upset...

"Ah you see? Don't you want revenge?" the voice said as if reading my mind, knowing my every thought. yes. i want them to suffer.

i tried to quietly move towards them, i stepped on a stick, it cracked.

"WHO IS THERE?" my bf asked. "What the hell? What are YOU doing here?" i didn't answer. "Jeez you creep, let us have our fun!" i stared in silence. "what, did you not expect that? you're UGLY! why would i love you when other girls exist?" he smiled and went back to what he was doing, the girl laughed and kissed him.

That was the last straw. I then felt my body morphing, my hair was growing rappidly, until it was flowing on the ground. My eyes kept tearing up. My hair started having consiousness of its own. It raised me up, acting like spider legs, extra limps for me to walk with, and also lift things up...

It was her, the girl. Strands of my hair went around her waist and limps picking her off the ground. She was screaming and trying to escape, but she couldn't, i impaled her. I impaled that poor girl on some branches.

My bf tried to run, but my hair helped me cross big distance and it grabbed him by the feet and started hitting him on the soil like a rug doll. He was bleeding and was bruised up, it didn't end, until he stopped breathing.

I was an eldritch abomination. I was a monster. But my beauty was insane! My black hair looked like silk, my pail skin like milk, my gray eyes shinning in the shadows. I was beautiful!

ᓚᘏᗢ- I don't understand what that dream was, but it has been reaccuring for the past month or so, each time with different reasons for me to swap, in different places. The voice seemed to be Him, i am sure i caught a glimpse of a faceless being between the trees...

The part of the impaling on the tree gave me "the ritual" flashbacks.

It also kind of reminded me of Junji Ito's "hair in the attick". It gave me chills...

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WARNING: gore, s3x

ᓚᘏᗢ- rewrite, I had it so beautifully written but sadly my laptop stopped working. Until I recover the original story, here is one I quickly wrote.

The darkness of the forest enveloped me, a cloak of shadows that whispered of ancient secrets and hidden truths. The sound of my footsteps echoed through the eerie silence, each step a reminder of the horrors that lurked just beyond the veil of reality. As I approached the clearing, a sense of foreboding washed over me, a premonition of the darkness that awaited.

The scene before me unfolded like a nightmare, a twisted tableau of betrayal and deceit that threatened to shatter my fragile grip on sanity. The sight of my boyfriend entwined with another, ignited a fire within me—a fire fueled by rage and despair.

My heart pounded in my chest as my eyes fixated on the horrifying sight.  Their bodies moved in a grotesque dance of lust and depravity, sending chills down my spine. I stood frozen in place, unable to tear my gaze away from the scene unfolding before me. His hands gripped the rough bark of a tree, her body positioned in a twisted embrace as he took her from behind. Moans of pleasure and pain filled the air, mingling with the sound of flesh hitting flesh in a sickening rhythm. The sight of his face contorted in ecstasy, his lips grazing her neck as he bit down with primal hunger, sent waves of nausea and despair crashing over me.   Tears streamed down my face, a silent testament to the agony that gripped my heart, a silent scream caught in my throat. .

The voice that whispered in the shadows, a sinister presence that seemed to know my every thought and desire, beckoned me towards a path of vengeance and retribution. The words it spoke dripped with malice and cruelty, stoking the flames of my fury until they consumed me whole. Yes, I wanted them to suffer—I wanted them to pay for their sins, for the betrayal that had shattered my world.

And then, in a moment of pure agony and transformation, my body contorted and shifted, my hair morphing into a grotesque appendage that moved with a will of its own. The girl, the object of my boyfriend's desire, became the target of my wrath, impaled on the branches of the trees that loomed overhead. And as for him, my once-beloved, he met a fate far worse—a brutal end at the hands of the eldritch abomination that I had become.

In the aftermath of the carnage, as the echoes of their screams faded into the night, I stood amidst the blood and chaos, a creature of beauty and horror, a being caught between the worlds of light and darkness. My eyes gleamed with a cold light, my skin pale as death, my hair a living, writhing mass of shadow and silk. I was a monster—a thing of nightmares and dreams, a symbol of vengeance and despair.

But as I surveyed the scene before me, a sense of unease gnawed at the edges of my consciousness. What had I become? What dark forces had been unleashed within me, and what fate awaited me in the shadows that lingered just beyond the edge of perception?

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