Истории Soulcontracts

So i heard cuphead was a really Lit game so my sister and i watched the whole 11 episode run through by Jacksepticeye in basically a day, We fell in love with it immediately and i found out, that my favorite artist in the world, Suspicious Spirit on tumbler (Amazing person go follow them now) draws fan art of it too, so i pushed everything aside and decided to make a lil' old book, containing memes, head cannons, comics, fan art, etc. now enjoy this book me bros

you may have seen the movie the princess and the frog. And you may have heard of the nefarious shadow man. But he was not the only one to make deals with these friends on the other side. But be warned when you make deals with these friends on the other side, there's always a price to pay. a new bad guy is in town, and his sites are set for the pearly gaits. But because of his ego, and the deals he's made, he would have to get 100 soul contracts to do it one of which is very specific and not up for negotiation.

This Open Letter is just that. It's not uniquely my story, but belongs to anyone who has been adversely affected by Narcissism, or Narcissistic relationships. God, forbid multiple. I have no pride of Authorship and have taken appropriate lengths to keep the focus off of Who, What, When, Where and Why. Instead, focusing on the How. How I released the past, and pain, suffered from the hidden hands of Narcissistic abuse. Some real, some imagined. Same Soul. Different Ties. Old Karma, teaching new lessons. Same patterns, different cycle. Having less boundaries. Growing more conflicted. Still nursing past wounds. Still, more than less, self-inflicted. Time seems to stand still, when healing those who are afflicted. Fears passed down through generations. Binding me to the inner child, still in me. Still, God did not give this Man a Spirit of Fear. Staring at the Man in the Mirror, facing the biggest test, yet. Going through the darkest nights of the Soul's lifetime. Working on the shadow side. Getting it right this time. Finally. Made it through the night, to the promise of those better days. Suddenly, it came bursting through the clouds with rays of hope, as if directing its energy, directly at me. The Dawn of a new day on the horizon. The Sun rising higher, shining brighter than ever before. Reflecting, off me. I can see, touch and hear it. Feeling alive, once again. Feels good to be basking in the Sunlight of the Spirit.