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Horrors. I can't comprehend

Bringing what is real. Their twisted minds

They are all dead

A prophet has become of me

Read what the future holds

The dark ones shall rule this world

Writing books of insanity in the Black Church

Fantasy becomes reality

Grotesque deformations, mutilations

The portal of things beyond opens like a tear in the page

What you read is your life

(I am the last one of the sane)

Welcome to Hobb's end

I see them coming

The dark ones have come for me

i am fiction

I am a piece of your work

Human race dies infected by a plague of madness

Suffering, I am the last one