The book of the noir one lord of the Dark Young part 0.5

The book of the noir one lord of the dark young part 0.5

Before my eyes opened, my head felt like it was going to explode at any moment; even the faint light was causing me to feel nauseous, and my pineal gland felt like it was splitting open, like it was getting violently stabbed. I sit down on a dirty worm, infested, bloody mess of a floor; the ground is filled with Wendigo Skinwalker-like dolls and wicker men

I was back in the fucked up meth house of a church,There was altar of Jesus all of his wounds was filled with boils,Grayish black blood,and the face of the Jesus was inhuman and beyond comprehension the room felt so cold but had  wax ancient medieval religious candles,The walls had frost all over them,Black snow flames and gray fungus like spores spontaneously manifest throughout out the room it was like farther winter himself was in the room,I feel both types of chill was throughout my body,I pull out a hand warmers,Because last year I already lost my left middle finger to frost bite i can afford to lose another digit I thought as the heat of he ham warmers gave me a mirco fragment of hope , but before I could even do anything else my body just shut down I felt cold and paralyzed,like there is nothing I could do as electricity and chills was consuming me,my eyes kept rolling back as frost filled decaying human hands with heroin needles and drug side inflicted puss Disease filled corpse grayish mangled flayed Arms

started to protrude from my back. The flesh on my body started to Peel off as I watched tentacles that looked like a fusion of male and female genitalia mutilated; the mouth of these worm-like creatures looked like a hybrid between a lamprey mouth and a male& female Urethra that was filled with goat and humanoid teeth, as I mutated in this cold dirty, damp  once holy site I  see faint memories that are not mined, The room was filled with fog, smoke and black snow

I felt that cold winter chill cutting my neck like a small dagger and icy needle; the winds came through solid and intense beyond my words and thoughts, my tears that felt like  I was being watched. I walk more deeply in this dark, silent pine Forest. I reach a small lake where various mountain goats and snow goats drink from the hot springs; I step on branches, causing the animals to flee. As I walked closer, I noticed skeletal remains all over the ground, and glass shards, rusty nails, and black worms were everywhere. I was in this same fucking time loop. This was not a dream; everything I felt was the same. You couldn't have copied the accuracy of dread and gloom. I went to the town instead of walking on the path to Forrest. It was snowing heavily, yet the church and town had an aura of flames that were otherworldly hellish flames that look they came from the infinite void inferno of  Naathrugu, the sixth void inferno, Ruller and Searothzus, the lord of the primordial sacred hidden Elden flame, I froze before taking another step. I paused. I was flooded with dark thoughts within my consciousness: all the crimes and people I hurt to jam a needle in my skin to get my fix, which was five minutes at best.

I pick up a jump, a dirty and smelly lab coat that says Morty Diaz the 3rd. I used water from the ice to clean it as much as possible and found some safety glasses, a mask, a flashlight, and a pistol from the post-war era. I walk into the unholy temple once again. I was down the gross, smooth vineyard of flash and decay, black blood crawling all over the place. Goat and humanoid beings are praying in a

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