I don't care anymore. Chaden and Sigmund can rot in their respective hells, stagnant and shitty.

Why should I keep writing those idiots whose purpose is long lost to me. These idiots would keep doing their shitty jobs of suffering, causing suffering and doing a mayhem or something.

Consider this story dropped, there is no more new chapters from me - ever. Because I am sick of it.

Fuck shit fuck idiotic shitstains of whatever shit that is. I hate it.

I am losing my patience and there is nothing meaningful, there will be nothing and I will just say no. I am not having more of it.

You read that? No more philosophical bs and then some meaningless plot relevant pointe.

Fuck that. You can imagine what happens in the story yourself because I have fucked off and stopped caring about anything.

Still reading this?

Note how the pattern recognition makes you keep reading, your shitty curiosity of what happens next.

You know what? Thanks for reading, but like this shit is getting old and it reeks like the shit it is.

I don't know why I am writing anymore, I told you that I like writing, but I really hate it now. I hate this fucking thing.

Day for day I tell myself 'Oh boy I still gotta write the thingy, the Viable, the NiceOneNoMicroSon, the Humanity? Hell YEAH!!, and then I write it, post it and then I think - oh hell again some readers reading this shit, I feel sort of popular and I like that.

If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.

You know what? I don't care about new readers anymore because this shit is enough - no more writing because that's why.

And I now am just writing because I want to fill up 500 words or something. Lemme think.

Yeah. Something something I hate my life something. In fact I am getting pissed at that one reader that told me that they are getting pissed about that shitty religion joke 'Bible 2'. Yeah I am tempted to let go some sarcastic asshole sentences:

Oh yeah god surely DOES exist

There can be NO DOUBT, because that would mean you would end up in hell or something

that sounds super benevolent, at least you don't end up in mega hell

Actually shit if I can't get oblivion when I cease to have to eat shit, drink shit, see shit, hear shit and shit shit I will get so pissed that the piss will be actually also shit. Fuck that

Fuck you and fuck your eyes that's why I am writing. You'll just keep pretending everything is fine and in the end they all kill and eat each other in a war that wipes your sorry ass away with precision the likes one has never seen before.

And then some bitch ass Chaden will get triggered and set a child into the carnage and that will be this time a late postbirth abortion.

I hope I won't be around to see that. Yeah but what if that's my hell?

I'll just piss shit like indicated in the foreshadowing - yeah fuck it.