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"I'm researcher Drew Razor, and this is me coming home from school…"
A woman cracked a glass bottle on our hero's heads. And then picked out a shard and ate it."Drew you, son of a bitch, I said to clean your room!"
Drew razor fell on his knees in defeat the roots of blood streaming around his nose. The puddle grew larger and larger by the minute until there was a lake. He threw in some period pads."You'll never break me!" he took the nearest shard by his knee and slit his own throat.
"Fuck you, mom!" Sadly, those were his final words before the spout of blood conjured the blood demons from his mother's mouth and buthole. The man in the other room, his father jacked off obliviously to Slipknot. He dispensed eggwhites onto the monitor screen, got up and turned around, then got out his chainsaw.
"You'll pay for killing my son! KYAAAAAHHHH!" he farted.
"Use the force," said SCP-999 his voice a great echo in the chasm that was his bowls. The being had manifested off the leftover cream on the tv screen it was covered in copies of mien komph."Kill him. He deserves to die!"
"Get out of my head!" said drew razor at that moment he was naked floating in a sea of misery and sorrow. Soon a beam shot up that pierced the heavens, In his new form drew Razor rose, never before has something this dangerous come into existence. His Shoulders were many spiked horns in his chest the red symbol of death pulsed like cracks of lava.
He drew his blade, digging his clawed hand into the corpse of his mother, and pulled out a baby that he sacrificed."I pullout The great sword of DEmoriah, the demon of rapists and sacrificial orgies!"
Filled your mind with revenge." and hate said 343, his face the purest evil. God was the Devil!
"I shall master!" said drew fresh from the dead. Soon there were many ghosts of his dead enemies coming from the enormous threadbare amorphous mist coming from his shadow. They all scorned the boy. The boy abused by his mother, the boy beaten by his classmates, rejected by the girl of his dreams. Who cared, she was a bitch anyway.
His enemies attacked his father, killing the old man who had been his only friend. "Why? WHY!?" he coughed on the ground, with his torn apart nutsack and gripping his intestines."I thought we were friends."
"Yes, but in the end, you'd betray me! I couldn't live with such a pure conscious. The only way is through hatred and pain. Only then can one ascend to true power!"
"Lies!"
"Fuck me, daddy…"
"Okay."
They tangled bodies in a pure form of ecstasy.
THE END.
