What's there to live for after you die? You struggle to exist- to make it all the way to your Lord- and all that greats you is Hell wrapped through your own flesh. Purgatory must be real after all. I pray and I pray and finally, something comes. If only I knew what to do with it. NOTE: This story has been edited since the original 2017 posting with over 90 chapters already written and to be posted in future additional books. More details are in the header of the first chapter. The mature rating is for language, some violence, and heavy existential dread. Cover art is by MetallicArtist on tumblr. PODFIC VERSION NOW AVAILABLE!!! Playlist here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL4pHPQOyRjM6OqrtNX4IBxFoeAsLGkSwm Warnings for: violence, implied body horror, and mild references to blood and vomit.
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