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Among the Spheres of Desperation, Pain and Madness in the Path to Death

by Virion

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Sanity 01:13
2.
In a hidden place on the edges of Asia a few scientists were preparing themselves for something big. The “Not-Sleeping experiment” consisted into: with some drugs and chemicals they were going to give a permanent state of vigil at the person, depriving him from the sleep. As great as the desire of endless youth it was the desire of don’t need sleeping. They caught an athlete, offering a great quantity of money; one half before the experiment and the other to be paid after this. He was a young man, 25 years old, his name doesn’t matter. The process started with a right nutrition of the man, thing that lasted a few months, they needed to discard the ‘nutriment’ factor. They taught him many elements of basic study, the man displayed a great ability in mathematics; it was discarded the ‘ignorance’ factor. With the pass of the months, ten around, the second phase begun. The human was bound, on his arms and legs he had electro sensors, which constantly sent electric discharges to the body of the man, keeping him awaken. The man was taking a lot of drugs, he was fed, and he was submitted to activities of stimulation to keep his unsleeping. The man never fell asleep so, one day, the day number 23… The athlete started talking alone, with the eyes open, about a world too different from the one in which they were placed; golden meadows, a silver sky, pure violet water and a great man greeting… -Sat in the great throne there is a wise man, with a white large hair, who speaks in a tongue that everybody understands, even when one looks different from the other. Man and animal living without any weight about existence. Just a shining in the sky, just a breath is the life of man, created to be destroyed by the worst way, what lives under these principles cannot have any name, but they called it ‘human’, so… Wait… Is it a flame? A black flame comes from the sky and starts burning everything, a great cry and then…- The man, with a supernatural strength, began to throw out everything near him, he killed two scientists breaking their necks, and then he fell to the ground repeating a phrase that anybody can forget: “Hic Inferno”
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I don’t know why it happened but, when we were in the temple everybody started screaming and crying, then the bombs fell down. I got out from the place as quick as I could and run away to hide myself inside the bunker that my father had built, father that I lost among the dead and the shocked crowd. The fire burned the city and shined brighter than the stars. The noise of the airplanes flying over us and throwing the death made me evoke the scriptures of the ancient times. It was one second, just one second in which I think have heard the voice of my father screaming at my name, I looked forward and then I saw a great man being destroyed by the falling chaos. In that second I remembered the day when my mother died, and my father looked at me, as his eyes liquefied he spoke: - I will protect you with my life, forever -. So, I can tell you: “father, I forgive you” Leaving the fire and the death behind I managed to hide myself onto the cold bunker. After the first week I thought that I could go out, it could has been a panic situation, but no more than a bombardment. But the shock embraced me and didn’t let me go out before the third dark week. At last I could escape and open the hard door to let the shining sun blinded me again, but I didn’t see the sun. A dark brown cloud covered the huge totality of the skies upon me, and beyond the horizon lost in the desert, desert that once was my village; there was not any house, any human body. With my methods, disposed to calculate time inside the bunker, I calculated that it was the January 24th, 15hrs, approximately. I took some commissariat from the bunker and I started wandering through the land, for hours, seeking for something, I don’t know in exactly “what”… Twelve hours vanished and the night made itself present even from behind the giant cloud that overwhelmed the skies. Then I saw a light that changed its color as it descended from among the clouds, beautiful colors that I cannot describe. The light placed over the ground and a few beings appeared from inside it, they were aliens, I’m sure, but they were more loathsome that anything that television could ever describe. They explored the area for some minutes and then they buried something… They saw me… Now I live in a body too different from the human’s and my way is different too: You must have for sure that the extinction of mankind is near.
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A banality is her name Not needed in this story Or talking about the price of the necklace hanging by her neck She lived in the upper flat Too happy with her husband The rings on their decrepit fingers marked three decades of marriage The old Ben was a hard worker Every day I felt his heavy shoes In morning and in night with the coming and going to his job She was haughty for her husband She was able to talk for many hours About the respect that her husband deserved Surprisely one night I didn’t heard the heavy steps that I heard every day informing the docket that this man fulfilled I only heard her cries, grievous cries sometimes, and in the absolute silence of the night I think I could feel her tears Elapsed a few days I felt his steps again The smile on the pallid face of this woman showed her best Those weeks were very rare They had nocturnal talks In whose this man invited her to a place never conceived One night, I think He managed to convince her Because the talking ended with her assent Then was forged a gloomy silence Only disturbed by steps The heavy shoes of the old Ben, but they soon ceased Some mornings after that one There was a group of people Surrounding the bed of the marriage of the upper flat I approached to the crowd And disposed my ears to the news The woman was found dead on her bedroom Her body had some marks Marks of a soft murder But all the doors were closed from inside They knew old Ben had dies Around one month ago After knowing it I always keep my mouth shut I never told this story Because my sanity is in the table Some people see the true and false world like two different and separated things But in the middle of the night When I’m falling asleep I still feeling the meet of the marriage on the upper flat.
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Chapter I: Becoming a god Mark and Chris were two scientists seeking the forbidden. They were pushed away from the university because their experiments were going too far. The last wish of these madmen was ‘transplanting the dead memories’: as they thought, the memories, the images and everything what the beings create within their minds could be transformed into numbers, once having these numbers you can put them where you want. Working in the department where they lived, they had advanced a lot with their investigation, they’ve got the brains from a close friend who worked in the morgue, and they had reduced many minds into mere numbers. Now, it was time to seek the man that was going to receive some of the numbers of the past. The wanderers were not an option, taking somebody by violence, not. So, Mark and Chris decided that a coin was going to choose who of them both would be the bunny. Chris was sat down in the chair, sweating cold but: “everything’s for the science”. Mark connected the brain of his friend to the machine and a wave of binaries was inserted in his mind… The light of the building turned off and the men fell down dismayed. After some minutes the light returned to the building and the scientists woke up. Chris looked normal, no hurts, no pain, nothing. The investigations continued. Chapter II: Unleashing the beast Three months passed and Chris left the investigation, he couldn’t keep the experiment on his hands anymore, Mark understood. For one week Chris went home late in the night so, Mark decided to follow him to know what happened with his friend. During the day Chris was silent; he looked very rare and didn’t speak any word. One night Chris went out of the department and Mark fellow him. They got to a house and Chris stayed out just staring it, just waiting for something. Five hours and they returned home. Mark was confused. Elapsed some nights the new investigation of Mark about his friend had shown that a beautiful woman lived in that house, she went inside the house some nights in whose Chris waited at the outside, and Mark watched over his friend, but one night… One night Chris stopped waiting. Staring at the house Chris saw the woman coming and attacked her with brutal force, he punched her until the woman dies, or maybe she fell unconscious. He took her upon his shoulders and carried her to the cemetery of the town. Once there, Chris started digging a hole with a shovel that probably he had hidden there. He dug a hole at the side of an old tombstone, he putted the woman inside the hole and buried her, probably alive… Mark didn’t do anything, he was shocked… With the pass of the time Mark, investigating, known that the tomb, that now has two corpses inside, was of the owner of one of the brains that they used in their experiments and that woman was the wife of the departed. The brain of his friend was not working as a normal man and probably his new memories were building his collapse. A mysterious day Chris attacked with brutal force at his friend Mark, he punched him until the man died, or maybe he fell unconscious…
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For years he dreamt with it, since he was a child. It was a rare beast; formless, like an old piece of silk, tentacles in the place of feet, its face was like a mask. The beast showed to him beautiful heavens, sometimes horrifying hells. The man learnt a lot about the world beyond with the trips of this beast. One night the beast told him that he was going to die, burnt, and that he was going to suffer all the agony of this terrible death. It was the worst dream in his life, a sullen prognosis. He was sleeping and the ghost took him to another plane, he knew amazing plants and minerals, stars, planets, life-forms, while arson was being born in his house. He stayed sleeping and the fire continued consuming the house. He seemed as never was going to wake up. The beast told him: - Your time is here -, and then it disappeared in a malevolent laugh, then he woke up just to be burnt by the fire of his house.
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Absorbed 03:55
The moon gave us the light of the sun beautifully, it was full and pale No star dared to disturb the nocturnal sky; it was just the moon in front of a black background The moon started to disappear and the morning began once again, the blue sky hid the deity for a few hours then It was night again and the moon was so much beautiful, as full as the passed night, as pale as the passed night but it looked bigger Nobody noticed it and nobody worried about it, it was just the moon in front of a black background. But after some hours the moon disappeared, giving to the sun its glorious place This night the moon rose up from behind a corner of the Earth, beautiful, pale, full, huge… It was given the advertisement in the TV, the newspaper and many others mass medium: the moon, for an unknown reason, was growing up, and growing and growing till destroy everything in the galaxy. So, it was morning again The moon, a satellite, was growing up indefinitely, and soon it was going to crush with every azure organic structure of the sphere, pushing it out from the plane and giving death to everything known Tonight it was bigger than the previous nights and the collision was imminent Everybody woke up with an unsuspected new; the moon was absorbing the Earth, a tierce of the planet was inside the titanic satellite, absolutely eaten Totally confused, nobody touched the rock, because no one was sure that it was solid stone, but some people did it and they vanished from the sight, they were swallowed by the titan The moon still growing, devouring everything, nobody knows why, how, the only thing that they have for sure it is that we are condemned to be an insignificant piece of dust, now in the inwards of the moon
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“Dorian, the clown” appeared every Sunday of the month in a humble circus of the low streets of Paris. A bit sad looked his face but a lot of laughs filled the place with his presence. The money was meager, but the only thing that Dorian could do was making the people laughing with his inner pain. The common history in the family of the circus was orphanage, loneliness, addictions… But, about the clown it was known just that he read, he read a lot; he read some black books without any inscription on its covering, and some of them had words of deep pain and darkness. The last one that Dorian was seen reading was entitled “Ophelia”. Another unknown book of those that he read, called as the lady who fell into madness. In the first show of April Dorian never appeared. Nobody knew where seeking for him, his house was that circus. Did he have an accident? Not. It couldn’t be possible… Some people in the family of the circus believed have heard his cries; even they said have seen him. What? A ghost? The quantity of superstitions of the workers there was very high and the rumor about the ghost of Dorian was taking power. Dorian never went to work anymore… One day the bleat man was found dead. His face was painted as a clown and his stomach was wide open. That looked like a bad joke, unfortunately it was real. The next Sunday and acrobat woman was brutally killed, she appeared hit through all the body by something like an axe, and with her face painted as a clown. Nobody wanted this shit anymore, nobody worked in that circus nevermore. Some days after the dead body of Dorian was found hung in an abandoned house. The forensic said that he died before the attacks in the circus.
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I was born under a powerful last name, watched over by the majestic walls of a giant empire My birth was severely condemned by foresights, “son of Lucifer” I was named, and in an age of superstitions I was despised, not killed but expulsed by the secret goodness of my father Under the eyes of a stared sky my scent was erased from the domain silently, carefully… Wrongly So, the body of this child flew through the waters not so far away from my home and found the hands of a kind country woman Then began my growth in a modest hovel with bare rules and fair wont Too much different from the behavior of my peers Always alone, looking through the window at the outside, reading hidden books of characters unbeknown for the vulgar minds. Mastering every doctrine but submerging into doubt every thesis I fell into dark pages, decoding secrets that universe ignores I became powerful; slowly I started to dominate the elements of this plane and the elements beyond this sphere With this power I know the past, the future The Alpha and the Omega What angels wrote What demons burnt I did not worry by chanting of the sacred bells that announced the hunt had started I knew my future even after the rope. My spirit cannot be erased Neither the fire set to burn my body down after I am choked will carry my kernel to the absolute extinction I see the faces of the assistants to this show, hate and imprecation is drawn on their facial expressions Despise is proclaimed Judged without fundament No defense for the lords of this world Until that day they choose sinking into ignorance But I have no fear of the hands of these mortals My eyes visualize my last minute and fall…
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I laid among secret books of incantations and rituals forbidden to mankind So my soul did not work like the rest I turned on fires from every plane of existence I have seen colors of flames that your eyes are not able to see I have danced with spirits elder than history, under a red moon and over a black flame I have asked the Ancient Ones about the secrets of the universe And they have taught to me how seeing the future in the mysterious eyes of the water under the veil of that star I have seen unutterable creatures at the tops of the highest mountains Things that neither god remembers existed I had the power to save my life from the rope and my body from the arson But, what kind of intelligent life-form would appreciate living inside this wretched form? I disappeared for three days, in human time My ashes flew with the winds of hell But it is what brought me back I tested my spirit in seven planes of torture and pain One eternity – one hades And with my body reconstructed, my mind stronger and my domain bigger I have resurrected to conquer the living breath
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Some news come in inopportune moments, but her pregnant was the best thing ever for these enamored By months they prepared everything to receive the miracle of life Nothing else than this baby existed on their future One night, having this woman six months of pregnant, she dreamt something like this: she was a baby and lied into an uterus and saw the most diabolical and perturbing images in the history written and the non-written yet too Then she threw a kick within this dream and woke up with a terrible pain… A hit from inside her body. Blood stained her legs When they got to the hospital the child was already dead The shock haunted at this woman through the following days. As much as to keep her in the hospital for some weeks One night the telephone of this man rang and he, almost slept, answered. Was his woman and she said something like this: “There is… It’s he… In the shadows… He wants that I go with him…” He thought that misunderstood the words and in the morning visited her but she looked normal and ignorant about the call After a few days the calls became more terrifying, and the fourth call was terrible and sad He woke up absolutely scared, like never before, and she said, crying, breathing, choking on herself: “He has come… This is my time… I am gone…” This man got up and started getting ready to go to the hospital when rang his cellphone again, but this time was the police who told him his woman had died one hour ago. This man died from within that night… They were his world… After a few weeks in whose everything seemed normal this man started to have rare dreams in the night. He saw a woman with a baby in her arms, from the shadows of his room. She told at him: “Come with us. You are ours. We are yours” He got up from his bed terribly shocked, and never believing that it could be real, but the dreams, as he named them, became more real and horrifying with the pass of the days. Until one night the sheets of his bed were stained with the deep red blood which run from his veins through his arms

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