Part One—Glory of Man
Part Two—Insecticide
Part Three—I Am the Goddess and I Don’t Give a Fuck
Part Four—Ice Nine
Part Five—I Don’t Know
Part Six—The Seven
Part Seven—The End of It All
Content Warning: Explicit Sexual Content, Horrific Violence, Incest, Rape, and Murder.
Part Four—Ice Nine
Chapter Twelve
“I hate liars.”
God thinks often.
“They make me sick.”
He knows to be the fact of his belly.
“They are the scum of the Earth.”
That’s the facts Jack.
“I am fucking here for this fucking apocalypse of Heaven’s Goddess.”
Said the one who would be King or Queen beside her mother’s lover in Heaven.
Tomorrow would show the truth to all. There wouldn’t be a freer place than Earth after this. Nothing wrought of lies would be able to withstand the hellfire stricken from God himself—Itself—Herself—Whatself. The Devil would burn for all it did to nothing that would let it hold on for mercy in hope of relief. There was a grandstanding made of lies bought of self told carnality.
She who was to learn had choice of chance to end the charade. She’d known better all along. They were a liar of epic proportions. The tale they told would teach of The Goddess as a demon of their own demise rather than an Angel of Heaven’s making. She’d lie and lie and lie some more. There’d be no stronger lie than one.
“I could do this.”
She held it tight; Evil. She gripped it dear. God had shown her here how she had failed and wouldn’t explain it ever again.
