Prophets and Perversions

Prophets and Perversions

Comedy and Corruption in a land of fantasy

Chapter 1 by Roar of The Winning Punch Roar of The Winning Punch

The ignoble history of man began many eons ago, ancient by our standards, but by the time they came around the gods had already built their celestial realm, and seven others to perfection. The men and women of that time were two kilometers tall, with wisdom and grace to match. All things were good, and the bountiful Earth gave freely.

Then Bellowyn fairest, and most noble of the gods did something none of those haughty hypocrites had the stomach to do. She forgave her enemies. She snuck into the prison-realm of the old gods where the ancient foes were kept and opened her heart and body to the many abominations of the pit.

Bellowyn created sex and saw that it was good.

The gods on high at that time, were much more prudish than they are now. They would not allow her tainted children to live with her in their realm, so she was sent to Earth to give birth, and only then could she return. This happened many times throughout the ages, and Bellowyn populated the world with trolls, orc, goblins, and many more horrid creatures lost to time and evolution.

She did not stop there, however. She befriended the giant and wise humans of the time and became their mentor. She taught them the carnal ways, and mountain-sized orgies rocked the Earth.

The ages passed, and man multiplied. They split their divine and pure essence up with every new birth, until they became a measly one kilometer tall, then only five hundred meters, until at long last that essence was spent, and they petered out at a shameful two meters, tops. Though by this time much had been forgotten. Their great wisdom had dwindled, and though they’d invented many new sexual positions, they didn’t have much else to show for themselves.

They split into tribes, and nations, and devoted themselves to gods, and demons. Anything to help them survive in the world they’d once mastered.

Bellowyn Goddess of Sex and Corruption has also fallen low in that time. She and her divine children The Princes, are no longer welcome in the realm of the gods, and must inhabit their own private hell as punishment for breaking all of creation. Her worshipers are no more welcome on Earth either and are hunted like animals into the farthest and darkest corners of the world.

There are no temples to her degenerate beauty, no seminars on her malignant teachings. Only hidden away shrines, and dark secrets passed from one sect of villains to the next.

I am one such villain. Raised in compound beneath a moldering castle ruin. I’ve never seen the light of the sun and know nothing but the grace and beauty of our goddess. Now I have been chosen by her to head out into the world spread her corruption. I am:

Male or Female?

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