Post by louiscypher on Jul 22, 2020 18:47:35 GMT -5
When I was small child I used to see these shadow beings lurking all around, hiding behind doors, in closets, in corners. I was not afraid though. I was curious. I wanted to see them, the real them. As I grew older that curiosity stayed with me, and grew as I grew. I was enthralled in the whole horror movie genre. I was especially intrigued by Hellraiser. I wanted to see all the little things, all the writing, all the tiny things people would not pay attention to. Then I realized it was all make believe. All just part of the movie. It wasn't real. So I started to search for the real.
We see Cypher sitting in his sofa chair wearing a tuxedo, white gloves, looking majestic as ever.
“In a moment I will explain why I always wear glove, but for now back to the story.”
One day alone in my home, my wife and children out, I found an old passage in a book of spells. In it, showed a copy of a contract with the devil. It was in latin, took me some time to translate but it took seemed oddly generic. But I was on the right track.
And as I dug and researched I found more info,specifically the name of known demons, but what I wanted was the names of the unknown. I was thirsty for it. And yet not scared. Never scared. And while my family was out, I heard whispers in my head. Talking so fast, barely audible. But they were voice, tiny voices, thousand of voices. They said things, I heard things, I will not repeat them now. The things I heard would of scared most but not me. From behind the fridge something stuck its hand out, more like a paw, it pushed the fridge to one side and it was just a large shadow but with things moving within it, worms, millipedes, leaches, snakes, all kinds of creepies and crawlies. Its eyes were made of two huge shiny black rocks that seemed to move and yet not move. It took a step towards me and I smiled.
I said “Well hello.”
Thing “you are not afraid”
Me: Oh no I am not.
Thing: You should be.
Me: Probably. May I ask your name?
Thing: I am called Mijalas.
Me: An interesting name. What are you.
Mijalas: What you have been looking for.
Me: Good I have questions.
Mijalas: You will ask nothing. If you want to learn, give me your hand.
So I got near him and offered him my right hand, and proceeded to bite my hand clean off. The slice left blood spurting in all directions. I screamed for a moment, and wanted to pass out.
Mijalas: Listen to me Leonard and listen well. Your thirst will never be quenched. But I will endow you with knowledge it is passing to you with the pain you are acquiring as we speak. As you scream. You have sacrificed a piece of yourself and I have taken that offering and given you knowledge. You are now marked, you belong to us.
(I could not speak at this point, I was in shock from pain and blood loss)
Milajas: In time you may find others. And the offering must be greater than this. Remember that.
And oh how he was right. My quest for the things in the dark cost me more than this (taking off the white glove hand to show his prosthetic hand.) Eventually I had to sacrifice my wife, then my children. I left them behind because had I stayed with them, I was afraid what they may ask me to give. I may be a monster but I would not let my wife or children become an offering.
So Candace this bring me to you. You who seems so set in your way and in your faith. But god fails you my dear. As all things will fail you. You say I am unworthy of you or your title. How right you are. I am not worthy. And that is why I am scary. I do not care about anyone not even myself. I have no more to give, no more to sacrifice, except my soul.
You talk about god and faith as if it were real. Trust me Candace neither is real. God is a beast just like everything else. Faith in him is to have no faith in yourself. We, we are the only things in this world that is real. And the sooner you realize that the better. We are god, we decide our fates. We decide if we let love in our lives, if we let hate in our lives, if we accept our dark side or our better side. But I believe that in the end we are all dark. Some choose to accept that others choose to lie to themselves. Candace you spout things about ICW. I do not care. I forgot that place as soon as I went to sleep that night, heck probably during the matches I had. And yes Candace. Matches. I had two. How many did you have that night? That is what I thought. I did more in your fed than all of you that night. Do you want to talk more? Do not be stupid. You are better than that.
That is all I have to say to you my dear.
Fade
We see Cypher sitting in his sofa chair wearing a tuxedo, white gloves, looking majestic as ever.
“In a moment I will explain why I always wear glove, but for now back to the story.”
One day alone in my home, my wife and children out, I found an old passage in a book of spells. In it, showed a copy of a contract with the devil. It was in latin, took me some time to translate but it took seemed oddly generic. But I was on the right track.
And as I dug and researched I found more info,specifically the name of known demons, but what I wanted was the names of the unknown. I was thirsty for it. And yet not scared. Never scared. And while my family was out, I heard whispers in my head. Talking so fast, barely audible. But they were voice, tiny voices, thousand of voices. They said things, I heard things, I will not repeat them now. The things I heard would of scared most but not me. From behind the fridge something stuck its hand out, more like a paw, it pushed the fridge to one side and it was just a large shadow but with things moving within it, worms, millipedes, leaches, snakes, all kinds of creepies and crawlies. Its eyes were made of two huge shiny black rocks that seemed to move and yet not move. It took a step towards me and I smiled.
I said “Well hello.”
Thing “you are not afraid”
Me: Oh no I am not.
Thing: You should be.
Me: Probably. May I ask your name?
Thing: I am called Mijalas.
Me: An interesting name. What are you.
Mijalas: What you have been looking for.
Me: Good I have questions.
Mijalas: You will ask nothing. If you want to learn, give me your hand.
So I got near him and offered him my right hand, and proceeded to bite my hand clean off. The slice left blood spurting in all directions. I screamed for a moment, and wanted to pass out.
Mijalas: Listen to me Leonard and listen well. Your thirst will never be quenched. But I will endow you with knowledge it is passing to you with the pain you are acquiring as we speak. As you scream. You have sacrificed a piece of yourself and I have taken that offering and given you knowledge. You are now marked, you belong to us.
(I could not speak at this point, I was in shock from pain and blood loss)
Milajas: In time you may find others. And the offering must be greater than this. Remember that.
And oh how he was right. My quest for the things in the dark cost me more than this (taking off the white glove hand to show his prosthetic hand.) Eventually I had to sacrifice my wife, then my children. I left them behind because had I stayed with them, I was afraid what they may ask me to give. I may be a monster but I would not let my wife or children become an offering.
So Candace this bring me to you. You who seems so set in your way and in your faith. But god fails you my dear. As all things will fail you. You say I am unworthy of you or your title. How right you are. I am not worthy. And that is why I am scary. I do not care about anyone not even myself. I have no more to give, no more to sacrifice, except my soul.
You talk about god and faith as if it were real. Trust me Candace neither is real. God is a beast just like everything else. Faith in him is to have no faith in yourself. We, we are the only things in this world that is real. And the sooner you realize that the better. We are god, we decide our fates. We decide if we let love in our lives, if we let hate in our lives, if we accept our dark side or our better side. But I believe that in the end we are all dark. Some choose to accept that others choose to lie to themselves. Candace you spout things about ICW. I do not care. I forgot that place as soon as I went to sleep that night, heck probably during the matches I had. And yes Candace. Matches. I had two. How many did you have that night? That is what I thought. I did more in your fed than all of you that night. Do you want to talk more? Do not be stupid. You are better than that.
That is all I have to say to you my dear.
Fade
