Flush on his skin and caked on his pale face was a heady mixture of sweat and sebum, shining in the harsh spotlight of his crappy Aliexpress 4$ Chinese desk lamp. It flowed from his skin and fell off from his long, stringy, stuck-together dreadlocks, patchy and poop colored. He had been in the basement for several days, him and his jars of strange toxic liquids and excrement. Gaming was an untold passion and joy that was far superior to him than the normie society he left. To game is to live.
His favorite game was Pepop, a piece of shit invented by the notorious studio Poopapeeno in 1999. A true masterwork! But even here the society groped at his psyche and mangled it, complaining that the original name "Peepoop" was too obscene for small children and was "in bad taste". Of course it was impossible for rank amateurs to comprehend the sheer level of artistic capability and talent required to reconcile the several layers of irony necessary to make a name as beautiful and simple as "Peepoop". Peepoop. Even the name of the game rolls off the tongue. His mind trailed for a moment and he remembered his society-given name was "Faul". He had hoped to forget it: it was one of the few remaining links to the outside world and the land beyond the stairs.
He wondered for a moment about the Peepoop name. Should the second p be capitalized as well? PeePoop certainly seemed funnier, at first, although truth be told the word shape of PeePoop left something to be desired. No, Faul concluded. The name would be better as Peepoop. Peepoop. A good name. Strong. He hoped to eventually name his son Peepoop, when his imaginary girlfriend finally says yes to the marriage. He had already been rejected twice before. Complaining about his odor. It's hard to shower when there's no water, dummy. Dumb bitch. Femoid.
Everything that touches the light was the domain of god, and he had fully given himself to shaitan. Every night he prays five times in the opposite direction of mecca, in order to give iblis his power. Eventually, the forces of evil will grow so great that they will crawl out of the earth and cast every single normie and christcuck into a pit of fire and brimstone. And for his trouble, he will be rewarded with a kind and cute 9/10 submissive real life girlfriend who understands the value of body sweat and Peepoop.