Within the Starnet forums, a user by the name of 'Forgotten' has posted a thread within the 'random' section. The thread's name contains only one word ; 'WATCH'. Although it's a very vague, very short description about what the topic is about, the contents of the thread was simple enough to compensate for the short title. It was merely a link. two links, in fact, leading to an un-managed video website and a single document page. The text document, however, is almost completely unreadable as whatever sort of language is being used within the page is indecipherable. The strings of text make no sense and large patterns of numbers also litter certain parts of the page, with partially no context involved in its use. The background of the video website is white in color, with no distinguishing features anywhere on the page aside from a small 'login' button on the top-right of the screen and a 'related video' list to the right of the video. The video is currently stuck on pause on a black screen. Clicking 'play' on the video would start the video in a dark room with a single light source. Under the light is a brown-colored coffee table with a platter of some kind of meat and a syringe containing some sort of purple liquid product. A voice could be heard shortly after the video starts, about ten seconds in. "Sometimes life chooses to exist blatantly. Is it hard to understand what sort of power watches over all of us, be it our Gods or our living friends or family? Humans believe in multiple gods. Avians believe in their Kluex. The Apex trust the 'Big Ape.' The Floran, their Greenfinger. Yet, how these entities have any sort of influence on our life is determined by just how strongly we trust these deities to lead us in our own life. "Believe in what you want.. that is what my uncle always told me. I could believe in Kluex if I wanted to, but I do not. I could worship the Big Ape, but I will not. I could have listened to the teachings of Jesus, the Buddha, Muhammed, or any of those mythical gods from Mankind's early development.. but I did not. "There is only one deity for me. It is the deity that truly judges us and watches over our every move.. then physically punishes us, and our entire civilizations when they see us an unworthy." The figure finally revealed himself to the video, although he is dressed in heavy black and purple garb, and any distinguishing features of his body is hidden by the armor. The figure reached for the syringe on the table and gently tapped the syringes' tip. "This.. is the blood of the Forgotten. The physical life stream of the spawn of the Gods. It channels through us upon injection.. lets us see the true light." The figure pushed the syringe into the meat, speaking as he slowly injected the contents into it. "This.. is human meat. Taken off of one of the recent sacrifices. See how the life matter of your bodies, Humans, mixes quite well with the blood of the Forgotten.." The slab of meat slowly began to change color from a shiny bloody red into a darker, almost purplish color. The meat itself endured a short spasm before settling onto the plate. "This.. is our body after introducing the liquids of the gods. You can see the changes yourself.. the meat has succumbed to its influence, it has taken its form and made it into something powerful. "But even then.. what does this prove to you? This is just a slab of meat.. taken off a dead man. I will make a better demonstration..." The syringe still had a little bit of its contents left inside of it, and the man was about to put that to use. Taking off his right, black glove, he revealed his slightly scarred right hand. "I will show you just how powerful the God's influence is." His hand reached for the syringe set atop the table and plucked it up. Aiming the needle for his wrist, the cultist was quick to inject its contents into his wrist. Shortly after, he ripped the syringe from his wrist, causing him to bleed a little. His blood was very dark. His voice was nearly screaming, his body now shifting around in brisk patterns. "OOHHHH YESS. That.. IT'S AMAZING." In his fit of spasms, the cultist turned towards the Coffee table and slammed his fist into it, snapping a hole in it and likely damaging his ungloved hand. "THEIR INFLUENCE IS STRONG WITHIN ME - I CAN HEAR THEM. THEY COMPEL ME, THEY WANT ME TO DEMONSTRATE FURTHER." The cultist briskly walked over to the camera and picked it up, carrying it with him. "I'LL DEMONSTRATE FURTHER, THEN!" The camera shifted around a lot, making the video very fuzzy and unrecognizable in terms of stability, that is, until it was finally set down on a crooked angle on some random cabinet. The Cabinet overlooked an unconscious, strapped-down man that looked like a Human male in his early 40's. "THE GODS DESIRE MORE BLOOD, AND THEY SHALL HAVE IT. MORE BLOOD." The cultist, still suffering from a fit of spasms, moved over to a nearby table filled with 'tools' and produced one that one might only expect in some deranged horror movie. A chainsaw. The man pulled the switch of the chainsaw multiple times, revving it up until it was emitting a loud, excruciating 'BZZZRZRRZRZRRZRZRZRZRZRRZZRRZR'. The man shouted over the chainsaw's yelling. "WATCH THE GOD'S WORK IN PROGRESS!" The chainsaw was pushed into the man's chest cavity, spraying a fountain of blood in almost every direction and sending small pieces of carved flesh flying onto the cultist's robes. Small droplets of blood even hit the camera lens. The man's sleeping body convulsed as his body was cut into like a tree, with blood pouring all over himself and the table he was strapped to. Eventually the chainsaw started spraying sparks instead of blood, making it clear that the chainsaw hit metal. The man's body has been cut in half. "BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE!" The man not only began to make the same sort of cuts and gashes to the man's neck, but to his arms and then his legs. The video finally stopped at the right leg, however, if a person managed to watch 'till the very end. Only one screen name is provided to the users watching the video, named 'FORGOTTEN' (this just in, i'm unable to change the title to something more fitting :c)
