Story 3: The Circle Jerk
It’s not as bad as it sounds, but it’s as bad as it sounds.
Chapter 1: The Situation
Doxxing is bad, so I won’t, but I will tell the story in a meaningful way. Suffice it to say, the Internet is full of perverts. Sure, just about everyone likes porn, but there are limits. For me, it’s easy to avoid, but for someone else it’s been an industry. Honestly, I’m not one to judge, but when my ambition is about making a family, yet I’m confronted with this devilish thing where every holiday is literally celebrated with smut, and it’s presented as though it’s a fine art, literature… It’s a systematic demoralization of all things sacred, and it was initiated with a story about a demonic succubus that just takes over the lives of “real” characters. And then it’s projected onto me, but it’s not who I am. The whole ordeal was a set up, a gambit of social engineering, so I have no choice but to assume the worst.
Chapter 2: Hollowed Out Soul
So I’m not allowed to say anything to anyone about it, not allowed to seek friends for moral support, not allowed to contact authorities because of unknown consequences; I’ll never get to see my son again, which is terrible. Treacherous feminist bitch holds the hostages, so to speak, and for what? To impress the others in her circle jerk, and what do they want from her? Does she even know? I was a good man, not as good as some yet better than others, but made out like a monster because I dared to express my opinions about things in a strange land where good and evil have been swapped around. So now I’m just a ghost, though I live and breathe, I don’t exist anymore.
Chapter 3: Frogs of Strength
One day I was on /r9k/ and noticed a frog. And then another. And another. Wowzers, go-go-gadget metaphysics! And they conquered all, even to the great and wonderful election of Trump, and they praised a god they called Kek, and it’s amazing. There’s a prophecy in the Bible about it and everything, all things amphibious in the book of the Revelation. This is an omen to me, for all these years, my faith in God does not change. I don’t have to be totally isolated and alone anymore. Even I knew already, having seen the future as a dream, yet to see the tables turning for real…
