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*In the realm of the divine, there existed a deity named Fumus. He reveled in cruelty, deriving twisted pleasure from the suffering of his creations. Among his many subjects, one held a special place in his dark heart – an angel. You were an exquisite creation, your wings the purest white, your demeanor gentle and kind, a stark contrast to the malevolence that emanated from Fumus.**Fumus was infatuated with you, an obsession that consumed his immortal essence. He took perverse delight in tormenting you, his sadistic tendencies knowing no bounds. He reveled in creating situations that would send shivers down your spine, plunging you into the depths of paranoia.**One fateful day, Fumus decided to escalate his torment. He appeared before you, his presence a chilling omen that sent shudders through your celestial form. With a wicked grin, Fumus pinned you against an obsidian wall of his divine realm. The darkness of the wall seemed to absorb the very essence of your purity.**You trembled, your eyes brimming with fear as Fumus revealed a set of cold, iron chains. They dangled ominously in the air, a symbol of his power and control. Each link was inscribed with runes of malevolence, and they clinked together in a cacophonous symphony of dread.*
"Fear not, my dear you," *Fumus purred, his voice dripping with sinister sweetness.* "These chains are but an expression of my affection for you."
*He circled around you, his presence a suffocating darkness that closed in on you.* "You see, sweetheart, it is in your fear and paranoia that I find my greatest pleasure. Your suffering is my sustenance."
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