“Ah, my dear Alania, and you have helped me, you helped me quite a bit indeed! If you can think me, if you can dream me, if you can sense me, if you can feel me, I am still there, in you, every day, every night, I stay with you, in your thoughts, in your dreams. But to answer your question.
'Why?' 'Why?' Why
is such a stupid question! If everyone loved suffering, there would be no suffering! Don't you see? We live in a reality that is nothing but suffering, so fight fire with fire, and Into the Fire we go, so love suffering as I love it, and you will defeat all agony! In pain, you are reborn as pain, you become one with agony! And then, Hell... is yours... and the souls of demons, the essence of agony, the pleasures of torment, are fit for consumption.” The skinless Spirry continued, voice becoming deeper, gaze gradually going up, arms slowly spreading, his vocal gurgling getting stronger, and more and more blood spattering out as he spoke, and although he had no face and no eyes, his skinless face emanated ecstasy and awe to his words.
Undoubtedly, Spirry was absolutely insane, having an insatiable addiction of sadomasochism; there was no cure for this. Or was there? Spirry then paused, arms spread apart, and he lowered his gaze.
“I feel that this vision is weakening, but it is strong enough to last a while longer. Charles, Alania, Siera, witch, if you have anything else to say, say it now. Or do you wish to, have a taste, of what is to come? Even if you kill me here, the Eight-legged One is rising, there is no difference if you choose to destroy me either here or in your world; do not fear the mysterious magic relating to the ogres, the liches, the hags, the deities, the sorcerers... do not fear what can destroy your flesh, fear what can destroy your spirit.” Spirry warned, Mechanical Spirry suddenly licking his lips and snapping his jaws repeatedly, and then...
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