"No, Sam Yasa whispered in my ear like a cobra, are you going to tell me now that you regret not wanting to be my woman, Isis?"

"I don't know where the courage came from, maybe it was my spiritual conscience that kept crying out to me, and I was crying so hard that I was crying because of physical pain, not mental pressure, and I cried and said, if I really belong to you, you shouldn't pity me, right? You do it as if I were your enemy. ”

"Whoever does not obey my orders is my enemy, Isis, do you want to regret it now?"

"Can't I regret it?"

"You're not in a position to regret it, idiot! stupid bitch! Smelly slut! Samyasa spewed a series of blasphemous curses from his mouth, and he didn't care how I felt when he heard it, and he grabbed me by the hair, and the slap fell like raindrops, and I was beaten by it and bled all the time, and it pulled me on the head, and forced me to look down from the top of the mountain, and look at the slaughter you caused, and look at the blood you shed, what do you want to say?"

"I can't see it! I can't see anything! I'm bleeding in my eyes, I'm waving my arms and shouting, you've hurt me, how can I see?"

"Very well, I will take you to see your masterpiece up close. Satan shouted into my ears, and then the whirring wind sounded all around me, and I only felt that all my internal organs were spinning and twisting in a rapid manner, my feet were floating, and my whole body lost its center of gravity.

"When my feet touched the hard ground, it let go of the hand that had been holding me, and I fell to the ground on all fours, and crawled at its feet again. Before I could get up from the ground, and before my sight had regained, I heard loud wails and cries around me. I shuddered to my feet, and it took me a moment to see that I was surrounded by mutilated corpses, and that my own feet were standing on the side of the belly of a slain man, my hands covered in blood, and my feet and knees covered in slimy, foul entrails mixed with mud. ”

"I groaned in fear, and then I saw a great crowd running around me, killing each other, either with their bare hands or with murder weapons, and they did not seem to see me and Sam Yasa, nor would they touch me or him. I watched the frenzied expressions of these people carefully, as if they were no longer human, they screamed wildly, and cursed terrible words in their mouths, and even the madmen trembled and feared when they heard it, and these people around me seemed to have completely lost their human character, and even the usual madmen were amiable in front of them. ”

"Do you know what they're doing?" said Isis to Sether suddenly, and before he could say anything, she replied to herself, "You didn't see that, you can't have guessed." The men were doing something even more terrible than the beasts, devouring the corpses, drinking the stinking blood that had reached the craters of the ground like a drunken drunkenness, having sex with mutilated male and female corpses, and chewing on the fingers and toes of the dead in their mouths. ”

"I was so frightened by what was happening before me that I was speechless, and Sam Yasa was always by my side, enjoying my fears with undisguised wickedness. At this moment, my eyes were drawn to a large group of people not far away, because I heard my familiar voice, which was the screams of the woman who gave birth to me. I followed the sound and saw a mixed crowd attacking a half-naked woman, and in the midst of this group of attackers, I saw at a glance the man I should call my father. ”

"Although I have hated this man and woman for as long as I can remember, and have never called them parents and they have never called me daughter, I have not felt the pleasure or joy that revenge should bring when I saw this horrific scene before me. ”

"I saw that the man, whom I should call his father, mingled with the crowd of attackers, applauding the rape of his wife for the rest of the people, and while her lower body was bleeding like a cut cow because of the crimes of the abusers, the man who was her husband took a twisted and scarred wooden stick in his hand, smashed her head like a watermelon, and killed his own wife in a chorus of cheers. So the crowd cried out, and devoured her body in a demonic madness. ”

"It didn't take long for the woman who gave birth to me to be left with a few bones stuck to the flesh. The crowd was not satisfied, and it was clear that how could a woman be able to party and vent to them, so the attackers focused on the husband of the deceased, who needed a man for a change of taste, and who did not want to taste the same dish again. ”

So it wasn't long before the man, whom I should call father, suffered the same fate as his wife. ”

"I've seen this kind of this, and my knees can't support my own weight at all. I shouted at the abusers, but they couldn't hear me like they were deaf. My feet felt as if they had taken root in the ground, and I couldn't move even half a step. So I just got down on my knees again, crawling in the blood and mud, screaming and wailing, and even I couldn't figure out how I felt. I only felt that I could not accept what had happened before my eyes, that the men and women who had born and raised me had died so horribly, that I suddenly longed for them not to die, how I wished it was just a terrible nightmare, how I wished that someone would wake me up with a shaking shoulder. As long as all this is fake, I would rather go back to the days when I would not have mind control, as long as my parents can survive, even if I am abused like slaves by them and beaten every day. ”

"As I wept, Sam Yasa giggled beside me, and the sound was as hollow, cold, and lifeless as a silver bell. The harder I cried and the more I trembled, the more overjoyed it became. If before, it was a little pretentious in front of me, now it does not hide its evil and blasphemous nature, and shows its hideous and hateful side to me as it pleases. For it knows that I have personally and personally rejected the King of kings, my only Redeemer, my only hope, and that I have rejected eternity to my face, and have chosen evil, and have thrown myself into the arms of the devil, and have fused its abominable and filthy blood into my own blood, and that my flesh has been utterly ruined, and that it is my own hand that has buried my life, and that there is no hope for me. There is no way I can be redeemed, and when the time is fulfilled and judgment begins, I will go to hell with Satan. ”

Samyasa bent down, and his cold hands lovingly stroked my sweat and blood-drenched hair, and whispered in my ear in an indescribably evil tone, Do you know what posterity will say about you? They will say that you are a bitch of Satan, a whore of hell, and a slut of Samyasa. Behold, this is my glory that I have given you with my own hand, and a gift that I have made for you. Before you, no woman could have attained these titles, and after you, there will be countless women who have attained them......"

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