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Behold I finaly got the story back from my English teacher (And with much anticipation I got an A for writing it, and putting it together, I am happy! She did make note that this story is too morbid for her own liking.)
HAPPINESS
In the dungeons of LumDal, an occultist who experiments with psychological, and physical metaphysics, there is an altar to smiles. From his dark dungeons comes the horrible army of Happy Children, an organization of young people who smile at all times. What grizzly experiments have led these youths, filled with so much angst, to be so happy? Drugs? Sex? Perhaps.
In the dungeons of LumDal, where there is but joy, sadness can never come. Why? Why has this dark figure emerged from the pits of Hades to bring into the world Happiness?
Oh Master! We have found another, unhappy soul, who greatly wishes to become happy like us! We must show him the true path! said a youthful girl with a wide smile on her face. She seemed almost in pain as she stood there, twitching once in a while, her eyes never blinking. Please make him happy! He is my brother!
LumDal who is the master of smiles, leaned over in his throne of bone and beheld a tied up boy, in his earl twenties. He was beaten, bleeding from his forehead, and groaning. Perhaps he is more than apt for my treatment. He very much looks like he is ready! Come to me, boy, look me in the eyes. The youth looked up slowly and looked into LumDals eyes, the pale gray eyes that he saw mesmerized him; there was no color in them, but absolute neutrality to all things. He couldnt resist.
Tell me, boy, does the world treat you liked dirt? asked LumDal. The boy groaned and nodded slowly. You see, all humans are just thorns cutting into themselves. It is why I am brought forth from the pits of Hades, to bring happiness to all. Replied Lum Dal. With great effort the boy gathered enough strength to ask, I have heard of you, you are the cult leader who took my sister. What are you going to do to her?
Boy, I bring into this world happiness. That should be more than enough of a good purpose for existence. LumDal grinned and looked towards a smiling guard on his right, and nodded. With that the guard walked to the beaten boy and dragged him away. There will be so much happiness in the world whispered LumGal to himself.
The boy was taken to the altar below, a giant table filled with various sigils and runes that were painted in blood. There he was stripped, and strapped down. No screams can escape that dark room, only laughter and joy. LumDal stood there over him looking down at the boy hungrily, he could smell the fear and agony the boy is facing. This pleased LumDal, such things like fear and agony are worthless to humans, there should only be happiness!
LumDal turned around and danced, like a ballerina, to his table. He took out some tools and skipped back to the boy. He came closer to the boy and put on his mouth a device that would stretch the cheeks, and form a very disturbing and wide smile! The boy started crying, it hurt so much, and there was so much dread! LumDal leaned over and licked the tears off the boys eyes. Do not worry, anymore, boy. There shall be non of that after today. Resistance is futile you see, you will become happy, why fight it? The boy squirmed as if to reply. He failed to do so.
You might wonder why I make people happy. It is quite simple, once you are happy, I can feast on your happiness, and that brings me a joy I was born without. LumDal took out a strange look knife and stabbed the boys right arm. The boy convulsed from the pain, he couldnt open his mouth because of the machine that held it shut and stretched out his cheeks. Slowly the knife was taken out, LumDal then took a jar out and inside was a little worm baby. You see this worm baby was really a pre-born fetus, stolen by LumDal himself out of the womb of his only love he ever had who had joined his happy ranks. After years of strange occult tortures the baby became more and more worm looking, it grew smaller, and resembled a little worm with a babys face on it.
This, boy, is my child. I name him, Earl. He feeds on sadness and despair, and his feces are nothing but joy and happiness. He will eat your sadness and despair, and leave a trail of joy. He took the worm like baby out of the jar and held it aloft the boys arm, he then looked at the boy and smiled. This will hurt a lot. The worm was dropped, and it writhed and slithered into the skin and began to crawl through his arm. Like a snake under a thin blanket, the worm was under his skin, crawling quickly into his brain, the boy eyes bulged out in pure horror and pain. His gums began to bleed, his teeth came to the point of shattering. Truly, this was what hell was like. After a while the pain was gone. The boy started breathing heavily and began to spasm, lightly.
LumDal hovered over the boy smiling and whispered. Come Earl, you must come to your room. With this the boys right eye began to bulge out, and from the side came out the little worm crawling and writhing, like a snake. LumDal snatched it quickly and put it in the jar. He looked over the boy and removed the mechanical machine, but the wide smile remained. How do you feel? asked LumDal.
The boys eyes twitched, he was shacking, sweating, convulsing at the horrors his body endured. He looked over at LumDal with a lot of pain, and replied, I AM HAPPY!
HAPPINESS
In the dungeons of LumDal, an occultist who experiments with psychological, and physical metaphysics, there is an altar to smiles. From his dark dungeons comes the horrible army of Happy Children, an organization of young people who smile at all times. What grizzly experiments have led these youths, filled with so much angst, to be so happy? Drugs? Sex? Perhaps.
In the dungeons of LumDal, where there is but joy, sadness can never come. Why? Why has this dark figure emerged from the pits of Hades to bring into the world Happiness?
Oh Master! We have found another, unhappy soul, who greatly wishes to become happy like us! We must show him the true path! said a youthful girl with a wide smile on her face. She seemed almost in pain as she stood there, twitching once in a while, her eyes never blinking. Please make him happy! He is my brother!
LumDal who is the master of smiles, leaned over in his throne of bone and beheld a tied up boy, in his earl twenties. He was beaten, bleeding from his forehead, and groaning. Perhaps he is more than apt for my treatment. He very much looks like he is ready! Come to me, boy, look me in the eyes. The youth looked up slowly and looked into LumDals eyes, the pale gray eyes that he saw mesmerized him; there was no color in them, but absolute neutrality to all things. He couldnt resist.
Tell me, boy, does the world treat you liked dirt? asked LumDal. The boy groaned and nodded slowly. You see, all humans are just thorns cutting into themselves. It is why I am brought forth from the pits of Hades, to bring happiness to all. Replied Lum Dal. With great effort the boy gathered enough strength to ask, I have heard of you, you are the cult leader who took my sister. What are you going to do to her?
Boy, I bring into this world happiness. That should be more than enough of a good purpose for existence. LumDal grinned and looked towards a smiling guard on his right, and nodded. With that the guard walked to the beaten boy and dragged him away. There will be so much happiness in the world whispered LumGal to himself.
The boy was taken to the altar below, a giant table filled with various sigils and runes that were painted in blood. There he was stripped, and strapped down. No screams can escape that dark room, only laughter and joy. LumDal stood there over him looking down at the boy hungrily, he could smell the fear and agony the boy is facing. This pleased LumDal, such things like fear and agony are worthless to humans, there should only be happiness!
LumDal turned around and danced, like a ballerina, to his table. He took out some tools and skipped back to the boy. He came closer to the boy and put on his mouth a device that would stretch the cheeks, and form a very disturbing and wide smile! The boy started crying, it hurt so much, and there was so much dread! LumDal leaned over and licked the tears off the boys eyes. Do not worry, anymore, boy. There shall be non of that after today. Resistance is futile you see, you will become happy, why fight it? The boy squirmed as if to reply. He failed to do so.
You might wonder why I make people happy. It is quite simple, once you are happy, I can feast on your happiness, and that brings me a joy I was born without. LumDal took out a strange look knife and stabbed the boys right arm. The boy convulsed from the pain, he couldnt open his mouth because of the machine that held it shut and stretched out his cheeks. Slowly the knife was taken out, LumDal then took a jar out and inside was a little worm baby. You see this worm baby was really a pre-born fetus, stolen by LumDal himself out of the womb of his only love he ever had who had joined his happy ranks. After years of strange occult tortures the baby became more and more worm looking, it grew smaller, and resembled a little worm with a babys face on it.
This, boy, is my child. I name him, Earl. He feeds on sadness and despair, and his feces are nothing but joy and happiness. He will eat your sadness and despair, and leave a trail of joy. He took the worm like baby out of the jar and held it aloft the boys arm, he then looked at the boy and smiled. This will hurt a lot. The worm was dropped, and it writhed and slithered into the skin and began to crawl through his arm. Like a snake under a thin blanket, the worm was under his skin, crawling quickly into his brain, the boy eyes bulged out in pure horror and pain. His gums began to bleed, his teeth came to the point of shattering. Truly, this was what hell was like. After a while the pain was gone. The boy started breathing heavily and began to spasm, lightly.
LumDal hovered over the boy smiling and whispered. Come Earl, you must come to your room. With this the boys right eye began to bulge out, and from the side came out the little worm crawling and writhing, like a snake. LumDal snatched it quickly and put it in the jar. He looked over the boy and removed the mechanical machine, but the wide smile remained. How do you feel? asked LumDal.
The boys eyes twitched, he was shacking, sweating, convulsing at the horrors his body endured. He looked over at LumDal with a lot of pain, and replied, I AM HAPPY!
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