Mischief Of God 2

Wondering wanderer was in a state of absolute despair, the

thought of his fictitious wrong doing was looping over and over. A
hollow brain of his was in complete disorder. Chaos was clouding
his mind corrupting his entirety soul in thought of self-pity and
unjust. Blaming himself for tens of days in nothingness which was
making him slowly and slowly and SLOWLY! hollow from the
inside.
In nothingness of space, where he could do was blame himself
and feel the true despair of loneliness. Imaginary scenario in his
mind were building as a fire burning his piece of faith of escaping
form this nightmare of nothingness to ashes.
YES YES YES I AM … I AM WRONG I …I…. I!!! I AM THE ONE
WHO IS WRONG AND I AM A KILLER I AM MURDER , YES I …
I AM THE ONE WHO KILLED THEM ALL … KILL ME… KILL ME
PLEASE!!!.. J.u..st ki..lll me.
Self-torture can be said to this situation, after all how can a normal
human can survive without being his mind broken in this absolute
darkness and a place of nothingness. As his mind corrupts more
and more his despair increases more and more.
AHHHH!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!
Screams where flowing throughout the deep darkness while he
was tearing his own arm flesh with the broken nails, deep scratches
all over his face, biting his own tongue, drops of bloods from his
face where all dried.
AHHHH! AH—hh-hhh! a – h- h.
 Choking his neck for hours made rupture of wind pipe making him
unable to express the pain he feels. He broke his half-left arm and
eat half of it. Continuous form of self -torture made him unable to
feel any more pain. After 200 days of isolation in nothingness
corrupted his mind completely.

-To Be Continued