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An emotion struggled with made manifest. The feeling no one can quite grasp first hand. The feeling of your internal embryo being violently ripped from your mental womb. The feeling of the hands tearing into you, internally choking you as it grabs your lungs.

The feeling encroaches. You feel your breathing become heavy. The eyes are staring, baffling you as you try and see if it was real. You're seizing, your muscles tensing at the prospect. The abomination of reality is known as much as you hate to see it exist at all. Your mind rushes and surges with horrible ideas. The flesh rips at itself as your innocence is being ground to raw, bloody veal. The creature babbles. Incoherent yet full of hate, malice. Any good was twisted into foul, maggot-infested moral necrosis.

Description
An emotion struggled with made manifest. The feeling no one can quite grasp first hand. The feeling of your internal embryo being violently ripped from your mental womb. The feeling of the hands tearing into you, internally choking you as it grabs your lungs.

The feeling encroaches. You feel your breathing become heavy. The eyes are staring, baffling you as you try and see if it was real. You're seizing, your muscles tensing at the prospect. The abomination of reality is known as much as you hate to see it exist at all. Your mind rushes and surges with horrible ideas. The flesh rips at itself as your innocence is being ground to raw, bloody veal. The creature babbles. Incoherent yet full of hate, malice. Any good was twisted into foul, maggot-infested moral necrosis.