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My Gospel of Pain.
Topic Started: Dec 29 2016, 03:28 AM (46 Views)
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”Spencer Vain…”

Your eyes flutter open to your dank surroundings, a sparsely furnished studio apartment above an ancient eating establishment that should have been closed years ago, the smell from the kitchen below was enough to make you nauseous.

”You do not wish to be saved..”

“That is not a question…”

“Simply me reiterating your wish…”

“As your father it is my duty to provide for you…”

“So I will not save you…”

“I will not even try…”


You push your naked frame up off the rank mattress situated in the center of the room on the floor. Your muscles ache with every movement, your mind so wrapped up in your training that you hardly pay any attention to anything else.

Save for your carnal desires.

A stray pair of panties on the floor brings a smile to your face as visions of the nameless woman from the night before flashes before your eyes. You think of her supple body, the luscious hair and the look on her face when you kicked her to the curb. Her pain was laughable.


”You mistake my gospels as repetitive threats…”

“Thinking all I am is theatre…”

“But you are gravely mistaken, my son…”

“My gospel is a warning to the unwise…”

“To men like you who think they are above God…”

“Turn from me…”

“That is your choice…”

“But do so knowing that my wrath will be mighty…”

“And you will not survive it…”

“It is clear to me you do not understand who or what I am…”

“You see the pale face and think of a clown…”

“The black leather and think of a rocker…”

“You see me and think of a man…”

“I stopped being a man a long time ago…”

“I transcended the flesh…”

“While you aim to break that which cannot be broken…”

“I will aim to shatter what is left of your soul…”

“To crush your overzealous ego…”

“And reduce a so called man to an insect…”


Your bare feet clap against the old hard wood floor as you pass by the small Christmas tree on what would be a table that doubles as a desk. You laugh at the tree, a small trinket given to you by the family you refused to visit during this holiday season, instead choosing to focus on your own selfish needs and desires. The thought of a day devoted to giving to others is something you could never get on board with and in adulthood is not something your participate in.

”You wish for a fight…”

“To bend and break me…”

“Men you would refer to as legends have tried…”

“And failed…”

“Each having succumbed to my wrath…”

“Each having passed from this world as they entered it…”

“Screaming and covered in blood…”

“From ashes to ashes…”

“And dust to dust…”

“That is the future you have asked me for…”

“That is the future you should prepare for…”

“While I have taken a decidedly light approach with most men…”

“I only have pain and heartache in mind when it comes to you…”

“You do not fear me…”

“Nor do you love me…”

“But by nights end you will beg for my forgiveness…”


You enter the bathroom, flipping the light switch and closing the door more out of habit than actual thought. You take a passing glance at the reflection in the mirror and have smile at the man you secretly hate staring you back in the eye. With one hand you turn the water on for the single person shower and think about the day ahead of you. While most will be with family and loved ones you will jog to a gym, then perhaps to a bar and if you’re lucky meet another lonely soul looking to forget their own pain for a night.

”I do not claim to know this so called business in and out…”

“You will never hear me profess to know 1000 holds..”

“I am no wrestling machine…”

“Or self proclaimed best in the world…”

“What I am is a master of pain…”

“I have seen and done things that would give you nightmares…”

“This vessel has experienced more than you could ever imagine…”

“Barbed wire and flames…”

“Explosives and graves…”

“There is nothing you could to me inside of a wrestling ring…”

“That I have not surpassed outside of it…”

“You wish to know the limits of your physical form…”

“I promise you it is not as far as you think it to be…”

“Once you stand opposite of me you will understand…”

“It is not a man looking back at you from across that ring…”

“It is a God…”

“With black eyes and pale skin…”

“Ready to walk you through my Gospel of Pain…”


The room fills with steam from the shower, the heat feels good as we are fully immersed in these cold winter months. You reach for the straight razor, deciding to tighten up that beard line before you cleanse your body but something about the reflection in the mirror startles you. The black eyes peering back through the steam do not belong to you and the hand with the straight razor begins to shake.

”You say your soul is already damned to hell…”

“And so I shall send you there…”

“But before I do you will know suffering unimaginable…”

“Pain and pleasure indistinguishable…”

“And your torment will be legendary…”

“Your screams will provide the soundtrack to children’s nightmares…”

“Your flesh will provide the pages to my bible…”

“Your blood will provide the ink…”

“Your life will be a tale of warning passed from one generation to the next…

“To NEVER doubt ME!”

“I am the way, child…”

“And you will realize this far too late…”

“There will be no bargaining…”

“No deals…”

“There will be no escape once that awful bell tolls…”

“I WILL RIP YOUR SOUL APART!”


A pale talon suddenly grips your hand, the nails sinking deep into your skin as it forces the hand with the straight razor up and presses the blade against the flesh of your neck. You try to scream but your lips open a second too late as the blade has already separated your flesh and let loose your crimson blood like a water fall…

”You will not be saved.”

“You will be damned.”


Your body floats to the cold tile floor beneath you, your eyes fluttering as you struggle to hold onto the life you wasted. And as it all fades away you look up into the voids that make up my eyes, a cruel smile spreads across my lips as the last thing you hear before darkness takes hold is this.

”Be careful of what you wish for.”
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