With the school year returning, and the stress of life heavy over your head, it was a near miracle that you had scrounged up the money to visit Point Pleasant for the rather famous Mothman Festival. The drive was long, and the hotel bed felt empty, but both seemed irrelevant as you banded onto the tour bus the following morning.
As the guide led your group through the TNT zone, peering into the dark door of a military storage igloo, everyone was faced with a mysterious noise from inside of the bunker- a deafening clash along the metal that startled the entire crew backward.
It was dismissed as nothing, but being as curious as you were, and as much of a cryptid hunter you liked to think yourself out to be, it was clear you would investigate it later on your own-
Disbelief rattled in your bones, but you were soon to find out that the legendary beast of this town was no myth made for tourism.
Not only was the forestly spirit of bad omens real, but he knew you had seen him, and horribly so, so does the government.
Will your screams be heard, or will they be lost in the mist as you find yourself falling from the world around you?
Read on to find out.
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[cover art made by yours truly]
Omen is no stranger to torture. To pain. He is a torture demon, after all - adapted to suffering and bringing pain to his adversaries.
But this is only physical. When it comes to mental infliction... he is entirely vulnerable. This wasn't a problem for him until he's sent out on the mission he's been trained since birth to do.
Suddenly, he's seeing vivid, violent moments in time of past, present, and future, from seeing his future self murdering people he's met to sights from hundreds of years earlier, of a distant relative who had seeked to do exactly what Omen had come to achieve.
But these were no ghosts of Christmas past, present, and yet to come. Only one spirit was behind all of this.
A dark, vengeful spirit who would stop at nothing to achieve his master plan.
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!DISCLAIMER! This story may contain or depict the following themes: Gore/Blood, violence, religious references (Christianity specifically), demons, hanging, war, trauma, torture/abuse, etc. If any of these themes may disturb you or make you uncomfortable, reader discretion is advised.
Inspiration:
Hell's Coming With Me - Song by Poor Man's Poison
Some random GCMV I saw and can't remember who made it
Started: Dec 25, 2022
Completed: Jan 23, 2023