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This is the second part of it, enjoy!                                                                                            "He stares at her, in fear, and in sheer existential dread, he thinks: "What...Is she? Is she an Angel-...No, even angels have darkness. Is she a god? An eldritch god? Is she from another universe where evil never corrupted the hearts, and minds of men?" Questions like that, and many others plagued his mind, and the sheer infinite impossibility of what he see's threatens to introduce his mortal mind to the dread only an infinite entity could inflict on him. And as he continues to stare, she looks at him, her smile doesn't falter, her rosy cheeks don't loose their colour, her shining, blind hair doesn't loose its sheen, and the kindness in her eyes doesn't waver, not even for a second...But he fears her nonetheless, not because he fears infinity, no, he has seen gods, no the reason he fears her is because those gods were naturally able to block his thoughts, and they said as much...But her? He's heard about her, the kind woman that loves to be kind, and the silent terror of telepaths, at first he didn't believe it, he didn't even give the rumours a singular grain of salt...Now though? He would give them bags, and bags, and bags of it. He doesn't say anything, and she doesn't either, he knows they both know that she is the superior entity here, so he leaves her, not in fear, no fear is a mortal emotion...Inarticulable cosmic dread? Now that, that is precisely what he feels, and what he wishes he never had the arrogance to seek. Oh, what a fool of a man he was, now he will have to spend his days knowing, fearing, and wishing he didn't know or fear." How good would this be for a horror story?...And i actually thought of, wrote, and made all of this! So if you do post on reddit, or whatever, please credit me for creating it!

Would this be interesting for reddit or something?                                                          lets say that a telepath was in a world where every one had at least one super-power, two were a little uncommon, three were rare, and so on and so fourth. and like most telepaths, this one decided to use their gift, to to monitor and record what people think, not in a bad way, not in a horrible way, but in a way that has proven to be beneficial, and of course the use of telepathy is highly restricted, and highly illegal if you are unlicensed, or if you are using it in a job where it isn't sanctioned. this person wasn't an amazing telepath, wasn't an absolutely prodigious one, or even a wonderful on, by every definition, they were just, and i mean, just above the average level for telepaths! their job to walk on specific streets, and to and from specific places to monitor, and learn about how people think, due to the telepath firm doing a study on top of your normal job. this telepath has long since become used to people thinking horrible things, so much so that they have lost their faith in humanity, and never quite fully regained it, and they've come across people who are thinking about crimes they committed, psychopaths thinking about their "art", people who think one continuous thought due to them not wanting, or not liking it when people take take a peek in their heads, and they have even met people who have no thoughts, due to being immune to telepathy, them being a clone, or them being revived by a necromancer or something? but one day, one sunny day, you come across a nice, kind woman, she isn't religious, and she isn't dedicated to any god, she's jut kind, and at first the telepath paid the woman no mind, but...then they noticed something. the woman has never had a bad thought, not even one. If you liked this, share it to the rest of the internet! And this wasn't hard for me to think about. I was eating dinner and thought "What would be fucked up?"

Hello, my good chums!
          I have just updated the first chapter of my book, Hazbin hotel: The human who was dragged to hell, and I thought you guy's would like to know about it! Oh, and a little warning, it is a few times longer than it was before, but...I am much happier with it, and it doesn't look like that much of an eyesore anymore! So, before I continue to rant, I shall finish my announcement with this: I hope you guy's enjoy it!

Greetings, my fine fellows!
          Just so you guy's know, In my fanfiction of Hazbin hotel, Hazbin hotel: The human who was dragged to hell, I will be...Well, I will be adding depth, creativity, and complexity to the lore of, well, Hazbin hotel! Now, non of what I will add, fix, or do Is Cannon to Hazbin hotel, nor do I claim it to be, It will just be what I would have hoped to see it become, or evolve into.

Hello, my friends!
          Today is quite a unique day for me, and it is a day that i look forward to every year, now, do you guy's know what that day is? Well, the answer is simple my friends, today is my birthday! Oh, and if it is anyone else's birthday today, then i would like to say this, happy birthday!

Hello, my dears! 
          I wanted to inform all of you that i will be re-writing some of my chapters so that they are better, less embarrassing, and more...Up to date with my current ability to write. So, for the time being, I will not be working on any new chapters, instead, i will be working in improving old chapters, so that they can be better, and more up to my current standards for myself.
          
          Have a wonderful day/night/ whatever, stay nerdy, and take care of yourselves!
          
          And remember. . .Stay tuned!

Happy new years everyone!

your stories are pretty good