From: darktormentum@lake_of_fire.org
To: wormtrot_damns_humans@lake_of_fire.org
Wormtrot:
I find myself stunned upon reading the content of your Email to me. It is unthinkable that a first-year student of the damning arts would even dare to bring up such a forbidden subject as the one which you have so casually broached with me. And so insolently to boot. You have taken your unique and special relationship with our Dark Master and abused it in a manner never seen in the Dark Underworld in any memory of our time, and now you threaten me – ME – the greatest imp trainer in the Lowerworld, with blackmail if I do not answer your question regarding the ultimate fate of souls.
I have never been more impressed with such a fine display of treachery in my whole existence! You are quite a piece of work! I am going to have to watch my back around you!
But let me warn you, you are playing with something that is more dangerous than you can begin to realize. There is a reason that this is only spoken of in fearful whispers filled with doubt. Sharing anything that I am about to tell you will bring you into an existence so painful that you will be begging to be destroyed – a thing which is impossible to have happen. Do not think that your special place with our Dark Master will keep you from his wrath if you so much as speak even one word about what I am about to share with you.
There, I have warned you – I AM DEAD SERIOUS ABOUT THIS – and from this moment on, your fate is in your own hands. If you are wise, you will keep this conversation between us and never breathe a word of it ever again once I have answered your inquiry. If what I am about to share with you becomes common knowledge, it could be a disaster for the Lowerworld. Only the four top master trainers know about this, along with our Dark Master. And we are all pledged to silence.
So you have heard the rumor that souls that we acquire do finally escape our clutches. Nonetheless, we still enjoy a considerable repast here, one which you yourself, as I understand, have been permitted to partake of as our Master’s favorite, even though you have not finished your training. Relationship does have its perks – be very careful not to abuse them.
Have you ever wondered what happens to these souls as we feast upon them? Does it not strike you as a bit odd that only master trainers are allowed well-cured souls, while the rest of the demonic world get the freshly deceased? There is a reason for that, and it is precisely because it would raise far too many questions to see what happens as the banquet progresses.
The soul of a human being could be compared to a seed, similar to an acorn of one of those oak trees that infest the planet. In the beginning, from the moment of its conception in a human body, it is pure and shining. We are sustained by evil, therefore, our work is to provide ourselves with food by bringing that soul to wrap itself in sins. Those unborn who are aborted, as well as the young up to a certain age at which they come to understand right from wrong, we cannot get. Sin is a willing and knowledgeable participation in an evil act. Only after the soul has reached what is termed “the age of accountability,” which differs in each soul, not by age but by the use of reason, are we able to begin to cultivate that soul to become our ultimate sustenance.
The best illustration I can give you is an onion. It is a plant which has layers of of edible fiber laying one on top of the other. Peel them away, one by one, and you get to a central core of the vegetable. This is a very good description of how the human soul exists. Every sin adds a layer to the soul, a nice layer of evil upon which we desire to feast. There are men like Adolph Hitler, Pol Pot, Mao Zedong, and other especially evil ones who are so deeply layered that we will probably feast on them for all eternity. Every murder that happened in Hitler’s Germany, every soul that went into the gas chambers or was killed by one of his depraved SS guards, added a layer of evil to his soul. You can’t even begin to imagine how deep the layers run on men like him. I personally own the soul of a warrior by the name of Genghis Khan. It is deeply depraved, being filled with layers of bloodlust and fornication, murder and treachery that I have been feasting on for over a thousand years of the human’s earth time and still have hardly made a dent. Every time I peel off a layer, he is made to experience the reality of just how heinous that particular act was, and his torment is a most a delightful garnish. A bottle of Old Clovenhoof or Hellfire Brew makes for a truly enjoyable night.
Every layer we peel off causes a soul exquisite pain. For instance, every time a layer is consumed from an abortionist, that soul feels the exact pain and terror that one of his aborted victims suffered. The evil energy of those acts is what keeps our own evil going. Screams add to the delight as we strengthen our ourselves. Imagine how long you could delight yourself with a politician who has repeatedly voted for “abortion rights” in America? Every human baby killed adds one more layer to that politician’s soul, and we are up to sixty million aborted now. You should have seen the fight over the fattened soul of Margaret Sanger when she died. It was finally decided that she was so overloaded with layer after layer of evil that all the master trainers could have at her and we would not in a million years begin to make even a dent in her. I tell you now, she is one of the most delectable morsels you will ever ingest, but right now she is a special prize for master trainers and exceptional students in our training. Being that she promoted abortion, contraception, sterility, and death, you will be amazed at the flavor one of her layers exudes – that is, if you study diligently and produce outstanding results. Ask Slimeous IV, who is in the class above you, regarding the delicacy of malevolence within her. He brought a hundred new souls to us in one week, and thus was invited to the Master’s table. An exemplary and outstanding student.
But now let us get to your rumor, and again I warn you, unless you want to join that choir of screaming torment which is the constant noise of hell (music to our ears) you best keep to yourself what I am about to tell you. I know I repeat myself, but that is just how serious this thing is.
There comes a point in time for every soul upon which we feast in which every layer of wickedness is consumed. When the last layer of reprobation is stripped away, there is a sudden and unexpected burst of painful light from the seed. I know – I once experienced it and it is most distasteful. All that is left is the seed, the bright and shining kernel that was the newly formed soul at the beginning of its existence.
Such seeds are immediately sent to the Great Outer Waste where their shining existence will not bother us. The light they put off causes us great torment because within it is the light of the Enemy Himself. Remember, every soul, no matter how depraved it has become, or how heavily layered it is with evil, has this seed at the center of it. There is no such thing as a soul that is 100% purely evil, that Calvinist fantasy we started called “Total Depravity.
This is “The Image of God,” and it is the locus of every soul. The rumor you heard is that the Enemy, from time to time, according to His own mysterious plans, enters the Great Outer Waste, picks up the discarded seeds, and takes them to Himself. According to the pronouncements of our Enemy’s Church, sins must be punished. Our devouring of every layer of those sins, along with the accompanying pain and torments, appears to be the punishment. Once that is over, the sins are gone and the seed exposed, the Enemy is free to come and take them to Himself.
And yes, it is true.
The Enemy’s Church has a word for this – Apokatastasis – Universal Salvation. We call it underhanded treachery of the vilest sort. We worked hard to create souls layered in evil – we should have the rights to them forever! This Apokatastasis was taught in the Enemy’s Church for five centuries before we managed to raise a stout intellectual defense and put an end to it. We now have the human vermin thinking of the Enemy as some kind of monster who delights in the torment of souls and we want to keep it that way. If they start to love Him – seeing only what He did for them on that accursed Cross – we will lose souls by the droves.
It is important to keep quiet about this. To let out some idea in the halls of Hell that souls eventually escape our clutches would discourage young imps from learning the damning arts. If imps were to fail to learn these arts, we would be deprived of much nourishment, and the entertainment of their torment. We cannot have this. We especially must keep the human vermin from the Enemy’s Church, for when they go through the Sacrament of Repentance, they are immediately stripped of every layer of evil on them and become shining seeds, ready to grow into saints if they cooperate with the Enemy’s Spirit and the grace available to them. Receiving the Eucharist is even more horrible, for it gives them fortitude and courage, as well as wisdom and guidance in how to resist us so that they have a strong chance to make it to death without coming down here. As long as we can deceive what Augustine called the “massa damnata” with our lies, as long as we can foul up the Enemy’s Church so that the humans have no interest in it because they see it as a deeply corrupt farce, and see the Enemy as ever angry with them, we will have a rolling banquet to enjoy, even if eventually we lose that soul. The more we can get them to sin, the fatter and more succulent they are when they arrive here.
Do you understand now how important this is? I know because of your privileged relationship to our Master that you have already had your first taste of a soul. Think of how delightful that was, how orgiastic was that first tang of evil energy you ever experienced, then set your mind to never say another word about this again – EVER!
For if you do, I guarantee you that YOU will become the feast that just keeps on giving and giving – forever. As Master Trainer Screwtape once said, “You either bring food or you become food.”
Be wise, keep your mouth shut, and learn to bring the Lowerworld much food.
