The source is the Mother and Father. . . Their semen. The semen they created together. . .
The children are born then from the semen. . .
There should be two of them – a boy and a girl. . . .
Children are connected to the Source. . . Always. . .
This is how it should be. Always. .
If you break the connection, the Source will die. . . .
So These wanted our Source not to exist. . . So that we will be. . .
So that we don’t remember our Mother and Father. . . To serve Him. . . This One. . . .
There are two Services. .
One is to guard Him. . . To read the minds of others and protect him. . It is the Star service.
My service had to be satisfy his bestial desires. . .
In any way.
When you take out a part of the brain, you don’t remember everything. . .
And thoughts change. . . .
Everything that makes a human was taken out of the Star. . .
They thought they had taken it all out. . .
They took out of me what makes me smart. . . . To do everything the way he wants. . . So that it becomes the only important thing for me – to serve his lust. . . .
When a piece of brain was taken out, you don’t understand anything for a long time. . . Everything is confused. . .
They listen to these thoughts and decide what else to do to destroy any connection with the Source. .
When we had only the thoughts they needed, we were shown our Father and Mother. . .
I didn’t recognize them. . . These were satisfied. . . .
Then. . . at night, I heard my Mother’s voice. . .
She said I am her daughter. . . And the Star – too. .
She also said that she would love me forever. . . whatever These done to her and Father. . .
That They will soon do so, . . . so that we don’t remember each other, so that we completely forget them. . . .
And I remembered. . . Little brother. . . Then it was more, about Father. . . .
I didn’t cry that night – I just tried to remember as much as I could from my past life – the one where I had my Mother and Father. . . .
And then my Father taught me how to hide my thoughts. . .
His voice was barely audible, but I knew how do it right. . . .
Then their voices disappeared and I was left alone. . . .
When the Source was destroyed, I heard. . .
When two people love each other, it is not enough to kill them to destroy their Source. It is necessary to destroy everything that was dear to them. . . .
These tried very hard. .
There was nothing left of them. . . of my Father and Mother. . . I understood that. . .
I tried to tell my sister that last night. . . She couldn’t hear my thoughts. . . I could read her mind – there were only visions from other worlds. . .
She didn’t understand me, and she was thinking about her own Abyss, some kind of. . . .
When I was brought to Him, I could hardly resist – so, . . . I bit his hand and that’s it. . .
Then I stopped biting. . . I just endured it.
I got pregnant and he didn’t need me anymore. . .
I thought that my daughter should not be born like him. . . I wanted her to be not like all of these. . . To be not the same of these. . .
I also thought that it would be better if she did not live, than serve This One. .
What else can I say. . . I didn’t live long. . . I breastfed my little daughter while there was milk. . .
Then they took her away. .
I didn’t eat anything to die faster. . . So I died. .
Now I am Death. . . Mother of Death. . . .
I told my daughter everything I could remember. . .
Now she will be Death, too. . . My Death, . . . my beloved one.