Therapy Session With Demons and Gods [383]
This one hurt to shit out, I demand updoots!
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Rylanor's grip on the golden rope weakened, and the planets became hazy. Horribly maimed, his face was nearly unrecognizable. He tore through space, trailed by golden tears. He crash-landed on an asteroid and met a strange society that called it home.
She was as transparent as the rest, but Rylanor gave her his heart. He was betrayed innumerable times throughout their passionate love. Each time, she was forgiven. The man arrogantly thought he could change her. Eventually, Rylanor had been convinced she wasn't a fan. Still, he was utterly heartbroken and confused. He bathed the world in flames.
Golden tears rolled down his face while he drifted through space. He scoured the universe, looking for anything. An incomprehensibly massive nothing blared deep bass, and space distorted around it. Rylanor extended his hand and was pulled in.
He was nearly torn apart. Beautiful marionettes surrounded and hugged him. They held him together, greedily lapping the golden Vile that poured from his wounds. He panicked and escaped their hug. He slapped one of the marionettes, and it exploded into a red mist. Everyone lapped it up.
This angered the giant peach who watched over the fun. His giant bass guitar impacted Rylanor, sending him tumbling through the void. Golden cracks appeared all over, but Rylanor held himself together. He desperately hung on in the void.
From above, her voice sounded accusatory. Furious, the golden man manifested a massive hammer and shot it toward the voice; waves tore Rylanor apart. He was drenched in grey Vile and reformed himself with its power.
Rylanor laughed.
In response, a deep laugh shook Rylanor to the core.
Space bent, and he was pulled toward the presence.
Innumerable deep laughs rang out as the man was spaghettified. Rylanor desperately reformed himself.
Ben was violently yanked out of the hole.
A handsome devil held Ben by his scruff and set him on the ground.
Ben got up and brushed himself off; he was encircled and protected by all sorts of wonderful people. A suave man extended a hand toward him. Confused and expecting another violent twist, Ben shook his hand.
Everyone looked at Ben, and he cleared his throat.
After a short pause, he gave a cavalier grin, and his first words ever were, "Hello, what can I do for you?"