In The First Age, in The First Fapping, when the Shafts first lengthened, One Stood.
Burned by The Embers of Armageddon, his groin blistered by The Fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of Perpetual Torment.
In his ravenous Lust he found No Peace and with Boiling Blood he scoured The Umbral Plains seeking intercourse with The Dark Lords who had wronged him.
He wore the crown of The Night ๐๐๐โinels, and those that tasted The ๐ข๐ค๐๐ of his sword named him... ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
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