Because I ******** feel like writting
Hunger drives a creature to do wild things. A once noble man now sits on top of a pile of death. Men, women, children, all just to feed his bottomless hunger for human blood. His tongue madly licked his fingers, flicking about, catching the last few drops of blood. You would surely thinkthat the ones below him would rise again, rise against him but in his thurst for bllod he merely tore each human's head clean off and drank from the wound in the neck. Satan creates such evil creatures, but god let's them get away with it.
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