Про - Лето (исполнитель: Бьянка)

My convents are just a front. They are the breeding grounds of my disciples. Like turning water to wine, I re-wire their minds. I manufacture their evolution with trauma based torture and rape; therapeutic alterations achieved through [bad word] pain. Once the pain overpowers the mind it tries to shut itself down. With I.Vs pumping [bad word] in their veins it doesn’t have this option once their mind is cornered. To escape the suffering their minds create an alternate personality. With this new creation I have control of their minds. Intracranial implants are surgically inserted into their brains. Haunting images of their family flayed and consumed replay in their dreams.
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