Habromania
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The amount of seed oil I ingested at McDonald's is enough to let me live the rest of my life without feeling any pain. The numbness is agonising, and the oils will invade every pore in my body, ultimately hijacking my brain and turning me into a seed oil producer.
I will descend into the 8th layer of hell after my death as a seed oil producer and get tortured for 100 years at the hands of Lucifer himself for committing such a sin against humanity. I descended potential HTNs and chads for my own gain, marking me as one of the most dangerous men and earning the nickname 'incel fuck'.
I travelled 1000 years into the future, and I was released from my shackles in hell as I slowly climbed my way to Gandy Heaven. But just as I reached paradise, I got kicked off the flight of stairs. Gandy Heaven was a lie; it was made to fool me, a threat greater than a meteor, to have me humiliated by potential HTNs, chads and adams.
As I fought tooth and nail against the humiliation that I was cursed with, memories of my past locked at the back of my mind started flooding out. I was cursed as a creature, living among humans. In class, papers and pencils were thrown at me as I got called names. During recess, people threw food at me as a protest against how I looked. Every day was a step closer to the rope. But I discovered something that would change the direction of my life.
I discovered the root of all these problems: seed oils. Seed oils are worse than ultra-processed foods; they are the pinnacle of unhealthy and suboptimal foods, if you can even call them "foods". After that discovery, the years of seed oil consumption hit me like a truck. I started gasping for air, reaching for something that would save me. I let out a weak squeal for my mother, but I was not loud enough. As my life was hanging by a hair's breadth, the years' amount of seed oil consumption took form and spoke out to me. "What are you?"
"The years' amount of seed oil accumilation you have in that sorry excuse of a body. I have a deal: I will ascend you to a 6'4 chad. But in return, you will promote seed oils to the oblivious and descend everybody with our product."
A single tear formed in the corner of my eye as I closed my eyelids. "I'll take your deal."
"Close your eyes and make a wish."
From that moment on, I became a slave to the seed oil industry, using my face to promote seed oils and descending everyone, ultimately leading to a protest 5 years later and ending it with my death and the corruption of governments.
My fate was sealed the moment I took up the devil's offer.
Back to the present, as my head hit the ground, I found myself surrounded by the potential HTNs to chads, looking down on me with a mocking gaze. I began getting kicked around and punched until every one last bit of their anger was drained from their body and ascended to gandy heaven. Lying there, I began passing out as I realised sometimes it was not about looks; it was about the people who judged us on how we looked.
As my body began to decay, an Adam began taking form in that very space my body was lying on.
as the adam descended upon earth, he draws admiring gazes to his breathtaking looks, not knowing that even merely stepping foot onto this planet and into the line of sight of humans would cause irrevirsible damage that will forever doom humanity.
I will descend into the 8th layer of hell after my death as a seed oil producer and get tortured for 100 years at the hands of Lucifer himself for committing such a sin against humanity. I descended potential HTNs and chads for my own gain, marking me as one of the most dangerous men and earning the nickname 'incel fuck'.
I travelled 1000 years into the future, and I was released from my shackles in hell as I slowly climbed my way to Gandy Heaven. But just as I reached paradise, I got kicked off the flight of stairs. Gandy Heaven was a lie; it was made to fool me, a threat greater than a meteor, to have me humiliated by potential HTNs, chads and adams.
As I fought tooth and nail against the humiliation that I was cursed with, memories of my past locked at the back of my mind started flooding out. I was cursed as a creature, living among humans. In class, papers and pencils were thrown at me as I got called names. During recess, people threw food at me as a protest against how I looked. Every day was a step closer to the rope. But I discovered something that would change the direction of my life.
I discovered the root of all these problems: seed oils. Seed oils are worse than ultra-processed foods; they are the pinnacle of unhealthy and suboptimal foods, if you can even call them "foods". After that discovery, the years of seed oil consumption hit me like a truck. I started gasping for air, reaching for something that would save me. I let out a weak squeal for my mother, but I was not loud enough. As my life was hanging by a hair's breadth, the years' amount of seed oil consumption took form and spoke out to me. "What are you?"
"The years' amount of seed oil accumilation you have in that sorry excuse of a body. I have a deal: I will ascend you to a 6'4 chad. But in return, you will promote seed oils to the oblivious and descend everybody with our product."
A single tear formed in the corner of my eye as I closed my eyelids. "I'll take your deal."
"Close your eyes and make a wish."
From that moment on, I became a slave to the seed oil industry, using my face to promote seed oils and descending everyone, ultimately leading to a protest 5 years later and ending it with my death and the corruption of governments.
My fate was sealed the moment I took up the devil's offer.
Back to the present, as my head hit the ground, I found myself surrounded by the potential HTNs to chads, looking down on me with a mocking gaze. I began getting kicked around and punched until every one last bit of their anger was drained from their body and ascended to gandy heaven. Lying there, I began passing out as I realised sometimes it was not about looks; it was about the people who judged us on how we looked.
As my body began to decay, an Adam began taking form in that very space my body was lying on.
as the adam descended upon earth, he draws admiring gazes to his breathtaking looks, not knowing that even merely stepping foot onto this planet and into the line of sight of humans would cause irrevirsible damage that will forever doom humanity.
