Hell, or rather my brief experience of it.

[Angrboda]

I had an exceedingly hard and evil heart, one who taunted God and questioned the severity of Hell. I needed to see Hell to get past my ownself. Not all experiences will wind up their. God knows who you are and exactly what you need to establish and maintain a solid faith. If you just A/S/K

I need Kasumi Nakane in my bed each night, begging me to take her through the performance of her and my naughtiest sexual fantasies, or I'll never learn to truly give myself completely and fully to a loving, all-embracing presence. Your god is the god of love after all.

I guess according to your story, I can expect her to be here tout de suite.

[Visual Aid]

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She's even wearing white! And I have absolutely no objection to the inclusion of white lingerie, if that's a stickler with the "'big man".


(By the way, you've seen him, just how big is he? And what did he look like? Was he clean shaven? Long hair or short? Do tell?)