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I was alone writing gospel in my holy codex when a vision came to me of the [Altar of the World].
On the precipice of sacrifice was one trickster named Warlock Helelos; his crimes were too many.
With the (Gavel of Gaea) in her hand, Deggial Anamelech judged the warlock doomed for Ars Goetia.
With one push of her divine wind, Anamelech knocks the warlock into the (Cauldron of Cauldrons).
In the warlock’s hands was an (Angel Contract); he was sentenced to cast a grand curse for Ars Goetia.
Laughing manically, the warlock surged with diabolical magic as he landed on his prison bed.
Twiddling her thumbs, Anamelech hands me back my missing (Blood-Ink Pen).
In my holy codex the warlock somehow wrote in his own blood “Oh God...Helelos is here.”
I sigh casually to myself and go back to writing my next poem; “Grand Curse of Mass Hysteria”.
"Hell, it's about time."
-said Eosphoros Strangeside, Lord of Dying Dreams
On the precipice of sacrifice was one trickster named Warlock Helelos; his crimes were too many.
With the (Gavel of Gaea) in her hand, Deggial Anamelech judged the warlock doomed for Ars Goetia.
With one push of her divine wind, Anamelech knocks the warlock into the (Cauldron of Cauldrons).
In the warlock’s hands was an (Angel Contract); he was sentenced to cast a grand curse for Ars Goetia.
Laughing manically, the warlock surged with diabolical magic as he landed on his prison bed.
Twiddling her thumbs, Anamelech hands me back my missing (Blood-Ink Pen).
In my holy codex the warlock somehow wrote in his own blood “Oh God...Helelos is here.”
I sigh casually to myself and go back to writing my next poem; “Grand Curse of Mass Hysteria”.
"Hell, it's about time."
-said Eosphoros Strangeside, Lord of Dying Dreams
Category Poetry / Fantasy
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 626 x 607px
File Size 549.5 kB
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