. . . 𝘥𝘦𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮.

𝘌𝘚𝘙𝘌𝘔𝘙𝘜𝘈𝘓                //                for you slaughter the divine for the pieces of Her delusions.  finding the gods is harder than it is to get rid of them;  all you have to do is take away their worship,  their pride,  &  they are half-dead anyway.  but they like to hide,  behind their followers,  in the shadows,  weeping in the crevices of the most forgotten soil in the earth.  they are cowards,  &  it is your pleasure to destroy them.