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7/27/2025, 12:01:48 AM
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Vampire. Here's a gen about an episode from my girl's backstory.
When traveling through Asia, she had the opportunity to meet and diablerize a few mostly willing and extremely ascetic Cainite men.
Pic related was a kindred turned heretic Tibetan monk who felt he had seen it all, and was no longer able to find any reason to exist, and wanted to challenge the extremes of pain and pleasure one last time on his way out, and thought Hyun-ah reminded him exactly of his "type" of girl he had before his embrace, and he would also set himself on fire in the process, like the Vietnamese self-immolator monk you can find on the cover of the Rage Against The Machine self-titled album.
One last trial to prove he was way above and beyond all this worldly shit. A trial of fire and blood. He didn't flinch, she didn't either because she was transfixed by the extreme pleasure of diablerie, greater than sex, any drug or the blood of any mortal she will ever kiss.
Right before all of this started, a young monk asked him: "Why are you doing this?" The old monk replied: "After we spend weeks meticulously creating a sand mandala, what do we do?" Then the young monk answered: "We dismantle the mandala and dump the sand in the river." The older monk replied: "Good. When we're done here, dump the sand in the river."
Vampire. Here's a gen about an episode from my girl's backstory.
When traveling through Asia, she had the opportunity to meet and diablerize a few mostly willing and extremely ascetic Cainite men.
Pic related was a kindred turned heretic Tibetan monk who felt he had seen it all, and was no longer able to find any reason to exist, and wanted to challenge the extremes of pain and pleasure one last time on his way out, and thought Hyun-ah reminded him exactly of his "type" of girl he had before his embrace, and he would also set himself on fire in the process, like the Vietnamese self-immolator monk you can find on the cover of the Rage Against The Machine self-titled album.
One last trial to prove he was way above and beyond all this worldly shit. A trial of fire and blood. He didn't flinch, she didn't either because she was transfixed by the extreme pleasure of diablerie, greater than sex, any drug or the blood of any mortal she will ever kiss.
Right before all of this started, a young monk asked him: "Why are you doing this?" The old monk replied: "After we spend weeks meticulously creating a sand mandala, what do we do?" Then the young monk answered: "We dismantle the mandala and dump the sand in the river." The older monk replied: "Good. When we're done here, dump the sand in the river."
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