Deformed King's Mummification

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The king dissappears... no body knows about him all the warriors seek him every where but the search is a failure at the backyard of the temple of bones a little boy found a disfigured corpse but it was faceless... the forensick began with the autopsy, and he discovered that this corpse was the king's because he had the secret symbols on his skin the people from the lost lands proclaim vengeance they will find the guilty and now here comes the bloody chapters of revenge

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Hello doctor can you help me? I Have derangements in my mind. Confusing my feelings and my beliefs. I can't stand this suffering please help me now or kill me now. Don't worry baby sure I can help you, please come in and lay down on my desk, now close your eyes and relax, enjoy the delicious putrid smells. First smell the old semen from my cock and drink it... Now smell my deep and dirty asshole for five minutes, sure... You will feel so good, later, smell my rotten rat pets for six minutes, meanwhile I will put my dick in your pussy ok???... Oh I'm sorry baby... This is part of the therapy. Ok girl now drink my semen to finish my session, and later drink this toilet water 3 times per day for 2 weeks, well... how are you feeling? Oh doctor I feel so good, I will recommend you to my friends. Sure baby. Take my business card, and come back every 8 days please.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Invasion at the land of our enemies... with our axes with blood... destroy their temples and bodies... their armies will die!!!... fields of blood in the mid of the desert... following the paths of splattered bones and flesh... the enemies are rising over us... killing with fire and poisoned arrows... our armies are dead!... our black magician arrives... and invokes the force of evil... the sky is getting back... dominating the forces of nature... possessed by fire... shut an infernal turbulence and the sand becomes a wall covering the sky... infernal storm... and furious winds rot the enemies flesh... we have lost many warriors. But never lost the war... the apocalypse is walking together with us. we will never die...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Three elder black magicians are walking till the black hill top. They arrive under the full moon's light, that has been the guide... three red stars, indicate the real paths, in the mid of the forest have a golden door, the black magicians enter succesfully, they are in shock, the best sculpture ever built, "the magic skull pillar" the walls covered with the most perfect bones of all the kings of the valley, and there it is... "the fountain of the dead waters" the best diabolical potions for witchcraft, but be so careful, the waters can't be spilled, it will be a fatal mistake, if a drop is spilled, and damnation comes over them... the skin becomes dust. the bones fall in silence, the spirits flip them to the magician remains, to the vortex void till the land of no return.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

My lord has taken my thoughts... changing my feelings and paths... warfare... now... evil spirits around my flesh walls... bloody possession... revenge... against the life... against the people that don't think like me... now... I will take control... immolate!!! in the name of the kings... immolate!!! in the name of the lord of evil... now my blood is getting so cold... I don't hear the voice of reason... with my veins full of kerosene. !target found! head, legs, arms, hands and guts... disepersed... blood spilled... at my battlefields... my ignorance... has taken the control of many lives!! my hate... now is out in the land of no return... where the darkness and fire are blended... immolate!!! in the name of the kings... immolate!!! in the name of the lord of evil... now my blood is getting so cold... I don't hear the voice of reason... with my veins full of kerosene...

The enemies escaped... they ran behind those dunes, "come on my warriors follow me" they will have no escape... now they are on our trap... the colossal walls are rising around them... open your eyes inside the castle of corpses and torture machines. We are walking meanwhile you are trapped in my slaughterhouse... four chains suffocating his body... knives cutting his cock and testicles... the force of my chains explode their skin... The thorns inside the veins provoke horror, till finishing the brain... stopping the feelings of torture "intruders holocaust". You are trapped at my castle of tortures... your troops are rotting on these walls... and will be my slaves... "only your freedom is so far beyond".

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

the ancient priest open the unholy black magic book, he nedds to find the diabolical potion to dominate to the enemies, "invocation of the beat" nuclear storms around the altar, now awake needs sacrifices. now you are my war machine, but, fatal mistake, now the monster is revelating against his creator, the priest begins to be tortured... he is nailed on the wall, and mutilated, with thorn pieces. the beast extracts all the blood, and spill it into the infernal book pages", now the evil wrote a new chapter of blood, a stupid priest buried on the book of death.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

I invoke the most brutal forces... to dominate the feeble minds... You will never disappear alone... we will follow your paths... united... into the eternity... warriors behind me... with torches of fire and blood... jesus and satan fighting in front of me... but I only walk with my warriors... united by brutality... we are the most brutal forces dominating... the planet earth... (all x3 times)

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Oh right impostor... tonight you will pay. This will be the price for deserting from our lands, from betraying the magnificent kings. You will be humbled in front of thousands of people, oh yes!! now is the time to transport you to the altar of sacrifices... the executioner prepares the guillotine... bend your head... because you will be decapitated, the sharp edge from the blade shines with the torch lights, "let the blade fall" screams the furious king... the executioner yields at their voices... the head rolls over the boards... the hateful people incinerate the rest of the body... and hang his bones like a trophy... a king stands up to see who will be the next.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Apocalyptic storms over my dark reigns, the red waters consuming the remains of flesh,. Black vultures flying around the rotten aces. welcome to my apocalyptic domains... On the top of this hill you must see your future lands... but remember, first you need to survive... follow the voice of blood... your nightmare is becoming reality... demons over your head with knives... the hate is part of us... no body escapes from here... remember... is your own hell... you are so far from the eternal light... welcome to my apocalyptic domains.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025