The Devil’s in the details is an idiom used by Nietzsche, a German Philosopher. When it comes to Snuff Movies, this saying can play out well. You see, when staging a snuff kind of movie as a fake, there are details that may be overlooked. You overlook something small and suddenly that faking of something you don’t understand can turn on you. You end up with an accident you were not prepared for. When it’s a film that you actually plan for the murderous ending, which is true snuff then, well you are just the Devil. Me, I am the Devil’s advocate in many ways. I love to provoke in the sense of a sinfully delicious way.
Luring young things and in the midst of the torture sex with their crying and pleading I start to interrogate them. Like what did you seriously expect to happen you dumb little cunt or asshole? Like you think anything good is going to come out of your offering for something you never earned or deserved? Please! You are the most pathetic little fucking cunt or loser. I will laugh at the piece of fuck meat and bring in the bull cocks to destroy it. I get my fun in working them up into the scared bleating little sheep they become. The lamb to the slaughter. I am the executioner and the sexy sweet lure. I am the embodiment of evil.
Your life is like that of an ants. Worthless in a sea of millions just like you. You are not a unique little flower that needs to be cultivated like an Orchid. You are just another in the experiment of some biological formation put here like a fucking rat in a maze. Dangling things in front of you and taking notes of your reactions. The worst part of this experiment is this damned society of followers that all think the same. You deserve to be the star of my snuff sex experiment. I take into consideration every possible outcome and detail. My incinerator is always burning.
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