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... elves from pummeling the painter who sported an obnoxiously proud and mocking smile. Alright, the painter was also skilled at deceiving those around him when he put his mind to it. This was probably his petty revenge for being coerced into action by Eris.

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However, his gloating smirk froze immediately when he peeked around the other side. If the barren land they had just traversed seemed inhospitable, what lay beyond the torn membrane s ...

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There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.