OUR DOORS ARE OPEN WIDE TO YOUR SHEEP AND WHEN THEY LEAVE THEY ARE WOLVES BLIND WITH RAGE

In my official capacity I have the luxury of being able to speak my mind on matters corporeal, practice my beloved art of torture for legitimate purpose in service to Empress Ang'ki Hoor I and enjoy an afterlife style that I would never have imagined under the rule of Shai'tan. Now many of you living humans are of a mind that you can hedge your bets with casual appearances at church or even through donating to charity. While both of these things are nice it will not ever wipe away the evil that you do against your fellow men. These are the matters that cost you flesh and blood and bone here in Hell. These are the reasons why there is such a need for apprentice torturers here in Dis that we are offering 10 aureus bonuses just for a human being to come and join our ranks in training.






The great bulk of those answering the call curiously are what many of you would call "evangelicals" on Terra and their conviction to punish their fervor to mutilate in the name of revenge against sin is truly touching. Most of these are women by an overwhelming 12 to 1 evangelical woman who sign up for out 100 day training cycle. A near 95% graduation rate and a swift advancement rate show the proclivity for violence that lies in their dead hearts. I have asked our researchers to give me data based explanations of why so many formerly married white women of all social classes flock to the campus at Illballoarn a few kilometers from the Forest of Crosses southwest of Dis. The answer is so simple that it is shocking. Many of these women, frustrated with how hollow their lives had become once dead and recorporealized into a vibrant and strong form of their youth decide to chuck all the notions of their Living Years. They are hot with the taste for revenge in their mouths and seeing the number of white America men falling to Hell by the hundreds an hour upon which they can with great relish hone their art I can expect there to be no slowing down of the number of women taking up the Veil of Capillaries and becoming Enlisted Torturers.





The top 5% of each class is invited to continue on to 45 days of advanced training which includes extending pain, bloodletting and specialized use of orifices for torture as well as the prudent use of electricity. Furthermore, the top ten of those advanced lessons course graduates are invited to become officers. At officer training far from the hustle and bustle of Dis in the remote and rural regions of the Barrier, the legendary torturers of the revolution indoctrinate our officer corps with the Methode Jucundi, the ancient art of gleaning physical pleasure from the suffering and humiliation of the tortured. There is no enrapturement, no ecstasy that a human being can be possessed of while living that can compare to the trance of the Jucundi. While touring the campus just last week I witnessed a woman begin to squirt bodily fluids in tight streams from every pore on her body; each emission an ejaculation that sent fiery instructions of orgasm to her brainstem. I was overcome with joy.







I point to these events and our success at recruiting to make it clear to those like the Reverend Hagee and others who would herd humans as sheep for the purpose of making themselves comfortable economically while on Terra. We stand vigilant here in hell for the purpose of making you suffer for every copper sturnii that you steal from the pockets of the weak of mind and sick of Soul. Never underestimate the power of revenge false prophets for we turn our gold coin on the certainty that you cannot resist comfort. You have free will you should use it but if you don’t I would warn you many of our officers are addicted to the waves of pleasure they reap from your cries to end the pain and your wailing of having your entrails pulled through your tear ducts. You are so ill certain of Salvation that you hedge your bets with terrestrial comfort and in doing so you set in motion a series of horrors that only a Hellac Torturer can imagine.






"Death first! Then chi-chi!"



Qu’ul cuda praedex nihil!


Haxax Carnido O.B.R.E., O.Q.H
Directat Praedaxu Generalju
31 1 Leviathan 2 AS