The Price Of Life Is Death

"I thought I had already explained this to you Wisteria...you're going to die tonight and nothing you do will stop it." I say with a large smile on my face as she stares in disbelief. "Did you really think that God could save you? Especially from me? Tsk, tsk, tsk darling, I thought you knew me better than that." I sigh as she resumes her prayers and walk around her in deliberate circles, making her flinch when my shoes make purchase on the wooden floor. "...through the shadow and the valley of death, I shall fear no evil..." I laugh loudly and hiss at her, "Darling...you fear me, and make no mistake, because I am most certainly evil." I stop right in front of her hunched form and crouch so I'm in her face, "I'm going to skin you alive and extract your soul in the most painful way that is possible and dine on it for dinner, wanna know what I'm going to do next?" She whimpers and tears gather as she shakes uncontrollably, "I'm gonna hand you over to my friend...you should know him, he was God's favorite..." She looks at me with huge eyes, "No...tha-that...NO, not him...NONONONO..." She begins pulling at her hair and screaming no over and over again in a mantra form. I open my arms wide so my cloak is revealed with a portal to hell on the inside. She looks up at me with her mouth in a silent scream as thousands of black, oily, skinless, rotting, corpses with demonic features crawl out and surround her. I send her a wink and look around me, "Drag her to hell boys!"

-Proceed With Caution- this is a gruesome story that has no restraint, there will be various mentions of religion and religious figures, violence and torture as well as trigger and forced scenes they will either be private (whenever I figure out how to do that) or there will be a separate book with the restricted scenes...hope you enjoy and message me if you want, hating will not be tolerated *IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ*