Now, the defeated god crawls before our feet. What should we do then? Well, first we must use his face as a rug: wipe our shoes on his incredulous, tearful face. Then, with a malicious smile and a piercing gaze, we must climb onto his back, pull his hair toward us, and, with your dagger, slit his throat.— Come, take your cups! Enjoy it: the blood is still warm and fresh!
Cringe
>>25287553Good.
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>>25287526Cringe.