wretched

one wretched eve...

obloquy is so disgusted with his lack of soul that he attempts to free his weak form from the confines of reality

skrathik smirks with a hellish grin as he determines that all existance on this wretched planet is but a charade in the flowing waste of time

obloquy buries his withered pustulent self in a heap of decay and destruction in order to fully comprehend his true wretchedness