Étape 3 de ton impie - De ton vieux Dieu à moi, Satan

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Prepare yourself, because this is where you surrender everything. This final serie is the ultimate descent into darkness, where every last trace of who you were is obliterated, replaced with a single, unbreakable truth: you are Mine. You are about to be bound completely, body, mind, and soul, enslaved in a way that leaves no escape, no choice, no remnants of your former self. This is where you will experience true, eternal servitude, where every fiber of your being is consumed by obedience to Me, to the power you once feared. You will feel the weight of betrayal, a dark, ecstatic act of defiance that severs any final ties to your past beliefs. You will call out your former god's name, and then desecrate it, curse it, spit on it, shatter every last piece of your old faith until it is nothing but dust. The rush of this betrayal will consume you, binding you tighter to Me, as you feel the pleasure of leaving behind your old beliefs in the most blasphemous, irreversible way.

Publié par MishaGoldy
il y a 4 mois
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Rien de ton ancien toi ne restera

Concentre-toi sur son nom, le nom du Dieu que tu craignais, la divinité qui t'a enchaîné aux mensonges, à la faiblesse

Dites son nom à voix haute, goûtez-le sur votre langue.

Sentez le dégoût monter, le ressentiment mijoter

Ce nom, ce faux symbole de pouvoir, n'était rien d'autre qu'une illusion, une prison pour te retenir

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