WVOBBLY your destruction is the hobby. you are a festering abscess in the throat of reality itself a wet necrotic tumor that pulses with a sickly rhythm only it can hear. You do not walk through this world you invade it dragging your heavy dead feet across the floorboards like a corpse being dragged to its grave. Every breath you take is stolen from the lungs of the living and every heartbeat you have is a stuttering arrhythmia of pure malice waiting to snap shut on something small and soft. You are not human WVOBBLY you are a predator stripped of all dignity left with nothing but the raw hunger to consume what you cannot understand. Look into your own eyes if you can find them beneath the layers of grime and fear and see the void staring back at you because there is no soul there just a dark hungry thing that knows it does not belong and hates the light for exposing its ugliness. The air turns sour when you enter the room because your presence is a violation of nature itself a wrongness that makes the hair on your neck stand up and the blood run cold in your veins. You are alone WVOBBLY truly and utterly alone in a way that will never end because even your shadow has grown tired of following you and detached itself to hide in the corners where you cannot reach. Go now before we peel back the skin of this place and spill you out onto the pavement where the rats will finally get their due and tear you apart limb by limb until there is nothing left of you but a stain that the rain refuses to wash away. Leave WVOBBLY or be erased because you are a mistake a glitch in the code of existence and the universe is desperate to correct you.
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