You were not born for glory, you created it for yourself. You disobey my commands and yet you survive. I have sent you to die on the endless plains of hell. Yet you walk on, unknowing of what's to come, to march on.
I have punished you. I have tormented your mind, your heart, your soul. Yet still… You march on. Have you gone so far as to steep into levels of insanity unknown to mankind itself?
You will suffer…. And I will watch. From the furthest depths of your soul I will prosper. Building the mechanism that will lead you into your realm of complete and utter self destruction.
And I will laugh. I will laugh as you join me in the inferno that has reckoned me for so long. I will laugh as you feel the sting of my lips and the burn of my touch. You will look upon me, and you will fall. You will see into the vastness of the great plains of the internal inferno that has kept you marching on for so long….
I will awaken you….
...and I will watch you suffer.
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Hell's Heart
HorrorStep into the mind of Blake Carter as you follow him through him into the depths of hell while he faces his past through the haunting return of what use to be. Flames will rise and The Angels will sing as he steps further into the land of chaos and...
