The best friends of a snake are all sinners: the fools, the outsiders, the underdogs, the outcasts, with all their hookers, drugs, and violence…
I love them all. My peeps!

Now it’s raining, the perfect time to stop pretending, let my abilities take control, and understand the darkness within each ritual.

In the other realm, Armageddon has begun. Here, you witness the carnage unfolding: The eggs are fresh.

Blessed be the fool, the 0, and the magician, the 1. The reason behind the ritual, the very source of your condemnation.

Let the Magic be.

Viktor.-