Post by Jimmy Pagan on Mar 8, 2018 16:15:02 GMT -5
A forest… Full of life…
The most peaceful and serene spot on Earth. The birds are singing their melodic lullabies, as bees pollinate the flowers. The sky is cloudless, as the purity of this scene just keeps growing. Animals frolic through the open cavities of this forest, as everything seems to be in perfect harmony. Suddenly, a small black cloud grows in the background of the sky. As it grows larger in the sky, and closer by the minute, the singing of the birds begins to die out.
The greenery starts to turn brown, and then black, and decay. Animals run in fear, as birds fall from the sky. Everything around the area begins to turn black and tar like, as he appears.
The Nite Stalker.
His steps create fire, and his sneer melts the life around him. The darkness and the murkiness of his aura grows around him. Finally, all is dead and silent, as he grabs a decayed flower and sniffs it.
“The best way to enjoy life, is to watch it decay before your eyes.
To watch the light leave the eyes of another is the only true way to live.
With nothing but my mark
Everything around him is oily black and or slowly burning, and the sky is the color of rotten flesh. The Maniacal One opens its jaws, revealing his nasty fangs, as he consumes the flower. He continues walking through this once lush forest, created a larger wasteland as he goes.
"My kingdom is being built bigger and bigger every day
The area around him begins to become completely engulfed in flame.
Nite Stalker starts to sink into the ground, as the flames cover his body. The fire becomes everything, as it grows more ravenous. The fire reaches it's peak, and then within an instant, dies completely. There is only darkness.
But there is something there lurking....
waiting...
The most peaceful and serene spot on Earth. The birds are singing their melodic lullabies, as bees pollinate the flowers. The sky is cloudless, as the purity of this scene just keeps growing. Animals frolic through the open cavities of this forest, as everything seems to be in perfect harmony. Suddenly, a small black cloud grows in the background of the sky. As it grows larger in the sky, and closer by the minute, the singing of the birds begins to die out.
The greenery starts to turn brown, and then black, and decay. Animals run in fear, as birds fall from the sky. Everything around the area begins to turn black and tar like, as he appears.
The Nite Stalker.
His steps create fire, and his sneer melts the life around him. The darkness and the murkiness of his aura grows around him. Finally, all is dead and silent, as he grabs a decayed flower and sniffs it.
“The best way to enjoy life, is to watch it decay before your eyes.
Adam and Tasmin, you are so full of life.
You two are so ripe and vibrant.You two are so ready for something bigger to come along
But when that something bigger is the thing that decays your vibrance
You run away scared. Locking yourselves in your towers, hoping the black cloud
Doesn't get you next.
That's the problem with humans
You are so afraid of the decay, that hide away from life's true meaning
You are so afraid of the decay, that hide away from life's true meaning
You haven’t gotten to feel the true joys of life just yet. You haven’t learned the truth.
The truth that life is meant to be taken.
It is meant to be stripped away, so that it can be replaced with emptiness.
It is meant to be stripped away, so that it can be replaced with emptiness.
To watch the light leave the eyes of another is the only true way to live.
Yet here you are, bending at the mercy of the black cloud that sucks away life.
Here you are, in the final our, wishing you had live those joys
But nowYou will never understand the joys that taking a life brings
Because at Hype, it will be the two of you having that vibrancy stripped from you.
It will be the both of you on the matAs my sacrifices
Soulless and lost
With nothing but my mark
The Blood of the Damned
Lying upon your sunken faces.”
Everything around him is oily black and or slowly burning, and the sky is the color of rotten flesh. The Maniacal One opens its jaws, revealing his nasty fangs, as he consumes the flower. He continues walking through this once lush forest, created a larger wasteland as he goes.
“Tasmin, dear child
You are lost, and even though your family is numerous
And you think your heart is full of love
You are very much alone.
You tread in the shadows, but not of Darkness
Like a being such as myself.
No Tasmin, your shadows are much more treacherous
For the shadows you tread are the shadows of those around you.
You try so hard to separate yourself from your own blood
And away from your own heart
Yet you are no different than your siblings.
You scratch, and you claw, and you try your best at cheating fate
But when it comes time for you to pay your debt
You still come up short.
You still come up short.
Whether it be in
Matches
Relationships
Goals
Conquests
Or even your mundane day to day
You tread in the shadows of leviathans
And sooner or later their weight
will leave you broken
And you will have nothing
but your failures
To safe guard your worthless soul."
The ground begins to split open,as hellfire shoots from the ground. The once beautiful forest is now completely decimated. Now a soulless tar pit sits in his plays. The decayed carcasses of animals sink into the ground. The trees that once stood are replaced with burning smoke pillars and brimstone.
The Nite Stalker raises his hand and throne made of bone comes through the viscous earth. The hands of lost souls try to scratch their way free of their torment, latching on to the bottom of the throne, but to no avail. Nite Stalker sits upon his demonic throne.
"Adam Sanders
The ground begins to split open,as hellfire shoots from the ground. The once beautiful forest is now completely decimated. Now a soulless tar pit sits in his plays. The decayed carcasses of animals sink into the ground. The trees that once stood are replaced with burning smoke pillars and brimstone.
The Nite Stalker raises his hand and throne made of bone comes through the viscous earth. The hands of lost souls try to scratch their way free of their torment, latching on to the bottom of the throne, but to no avail. Nite Stalker sits upon his demonic throne.
"Adam Sanders
You are so much like those fools James Pridmore and Austen Blackwell
You are a slave to the idea that Moral Superiority is the only way
You lack vision and truth, and follow blindly a concept that ends only misery
You lack vision and truth, and follow blindly a concept that ends only misery
It is men like you, Adam, that create entities like me
For, in all of your directionless organization of morality, it is men like you
That bread the chaos that I thrive in.
That bread the chaos that I thrive in.
Your
HypocrisyInadequacy
Martyrdom
Self Importance
False Superiority
That creates men and monsters alike, that feed on that
That creates men and monsters alike, that feed on that
They are bred to devour those like you
That serve as a symbol of false hope to the complacent and the weak
That serve as a symbol of false hope to the complacent and the weak
You vilify the true reality, and replace it with your fallacy.
You are the reason for the decay
And just like I have done to all of those who perpetuate that false hope in WCG
I will devour you
I will devour you
And watch the light in your soul die out
As you become baptized into the reality you try so hard to hide away."
He licks his lips, and gnashes his teeth. Nite Stalker begins to cackle manically, as his hands become claw-like, tearing at the bones of his throne. His body twitches unnaturally, as it looks like another body was trying to get out of his. Finally, the erratic movement stops, and Nite Stalker grins his toothy grin.
"My kingdom is being built bigger and bigger every day
and it is being built around WCG
My throne is made from those I have defiled,
and my sacrificial altar is that ring.
At The Tenth Hype
My reign will grow even more so. My throne will get larger
My altar will get bloodier
I am the only one in this company that truly understands
The true reality in which we live in
I, alone, am the only being that knws of the true joys
Brought into this miserable existence.
I am The One True Savior of this world
For unlike the two of you, I am not man
Nor am I the pathetic gods you pray to.
I am the one thing that outlives both
I am the salt of the earth
I am
The Nite Stalker
And you two
will be
Baptisized
Into MY religion and introduced into MY reality.
All that is around me will decay and die
Until there is nothing more than wastelands around us.
I am the harvester of life
And you two are the crop."
The area around him begins to become completely engulfed in flame.
"You are right to fear me.
Nite Stalker starts to sink into the ground, as the flames cover his body. The fire becomes everything, as it grows more ravenous. The fire reaches it's peak, and then within an instant, dies completely. There is only darkness.
But there is something there lurking....
waiting...