CheertheSecond
The second coming of CheertheDead
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- Nov 15, 2022
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I know the messages. It's the story of humanity triumphant over unspeakable horror in their hour of twilight.
However, this can't be the only premise. Sure, sticking to your own principals and virtues while standing against cultists that are calling forth eldritch of the distant land is something interesting. What I have been thinking is why can't it be two cultists?
If you summon a demon hell then my ritual will call down the great old ones.
You believe in pain being the only true principal of the universe? Well, you heretics. Pain without any worthwhile reason behind it is more worthless the constipation of the virtuous retards.
You have faith in the whisper of the obscured? Shut up, sucker. I listen only in one fucking voice, my voice. I don't do it for good and I don't do it for evil. I do what I deem fit.
You preach of sacrifice yourself for the greater good? That you all will ascend to godhood after your passing? That you will be in your lord's paradise? Clean your ear holes and behold my answer. When I stop being myself, I cease to exist. My existence gives meaning to the meaningless world. When I die, the cosmos loses its meaning. This is no ascension as in there is no up or down. There are only me and not me. To preach to me about changing is to spread blasphemy about me.
You want to subvert and turn everything into whatever angel these meatbags you pray to? I hereby... decree you... Oblivion!
However, this can't be the only premise. Sure, sticking to your own principals and virtues while standing against cultists that are calling forth eldritch of the distant land is something interesting. What I have been thinking is why can't it be two cultists?
If you summon a demon hell then my ritual will call down the great old ones.
You believe in pain being the only true principal of the universe? Well, you heretics. Pain without any worthwhile reason behind it is more worthless the constipation of the virtuous retards.
You have faith in the whisper of the obscured? Shut up, sucker. I listen only in one fucking voice, my voice. I don't do it for good and I don't do it for evil. I do what I deem fit.
You preach of sacrifice yourself for the greater good? That you all will ascend to godhood after your passing? That you will be in your lord's paradise? Clean your ear holes and behold my answer. When I stop being myself, I cease to exist. My existence gives meaning to the meaningless world. When I die, the cosmos loses its meaning. This is no ascension as in there is no up or down. There are only me and not me. To preach to me about changing is to spread blasphemy about me.
You want to subvert and turn everything into whatever angel these meatbags you pray to? I hereby... decree you... Oblivion!