Wow. I can't believe I came back here from pure boredom... Seriously, the temptation of using a computer nowadays is powerful. Anyways, I'm here because, as I said before, since Reimu tells me to do her chores while she sips her tea sometimes gets in my nerves, I decided to, well, surf in the goodness of the Internet.

Seriously, there's a lot of good shit in here.

Especially on Youtube, but since the site changes constantly like the emotions of an unstable teenager, I can't enjoy watching videos as I did before. I'm not ranting about this, I'm just giving my opinion.

- True. This Internet thing is quite interesting.

- I see. Kraid, you haven't seen a computer before?

- No kid. Never in my...existence.

- Seriously though, some shit in here is really worth seeing.

- Oh. - I said genuinely surprised. - What do you like of the internet then?

- Why of course beating the crap out zombies in this Left 4 Dead thing. Damn, seeing blood cover the screen makes my day.

*sigh* This is Glid, ladies and gentleman...aliens also...or unknown species...I don't know.

But then, not all the stuff in the Internet is good. No, there are...abominations even worse than a monster taken out of H.P. Lovecraft's messed-up brain. Seriously, I must muster all of my willpower in other to mention this...thing that makes Twilight look like a newborn puppy.

*breathe* Ladies, gentlemen, aliens, espers, whatever, it takes only two words to make God crap on his/her/its pants.

"My Immortal"

Goddammit! I have never seen a thing so bad that is both horrible...and monstrously good. No really, bring your brain bleach people! Take out your own brain before seeing this Cthullu rejected crap as if watching a Doom 3 movie. Come on, even this thing can be used as a psychological weapon!

- I agree kid. Whoever did this monstrosity of crap that is this facfiction should die horribly! Where's Light Yagami when you need it? Where's Altair when you need it? Seriously kid, even I can't stand reading this crap.

- And that's an understandment. Even the worst of psychos would feel sick reading this. But somehow, even if you can hate this thing...you can't bring yourself but to laugh at it sometimes.

- Are you loco kid?! Don't tell me you actually like this crap?!

- I don't. I'm just saying that it teaches you an example.

- And that is?

-That even bad facfiction has a place in this crapsack world. People are free to express their feeling in paper, even if they are gay, emo, goth, yaoi fan, a religious nut, a cynic, clinically insane, a music lover, a video gamer, an Eldrich Abomination, an otaku or even a normal guy. All of them has rights to write.

- ...I never knew you were so open minded kid.

- That's because this is the real me. Yeah, I can be a prick sometimes, but that's just a mask. I think Alice uses one too. Humans aren't bastards, it's just that this society tends to corrupt people so bad that they turn to complete monsters in no time. Tell me that I am not right.

- Too true. - an eerie voice from above said.

- Yukari? When did you get here?

- Just now. Is there a problem?

- Yes, I'm typing some very important. Please, go away.

- Interesting. It seems that even the Internet can reach Gensokyo. Maybe I should ask Ran to set one up...

...How can I make her go away? I don't want to listen to her voice now. If you ask me, she's the gender bended version of Louis Cypher from Shin Megami Tensei. Brr...if he was real...I don't want to meet him. It would be to talk to a second Yukari and that I won't allow.

Now, how to get rid of the hag? ...Wait a sec.

- Why are you looking at the...? Kid, don't tell me you're going to...

- I am. It's the only way.

- But even I can't stand reading this piece of unholy crap! It should burn! BURN!

- Well screw you. I'm doing it anyways.

- ? What are you thinking?

- Hey Yukari. I have something interesting you may want to read...

- ......What I have read can't be unread.

My god. Her face is priceless! Where's a camera when you need one?!

- I don't know who's the monster now...Me, or you?!

- Well, I can be sometimes evil when I want...

- But this was too much! Such abomination of that language! The horror! The horror!

*sigh* Well, at least I got something. What you ask? A good memory and a good torture weapon against everyone. Yes, EVERYONE.

*chuckle* Hehehe...MWAAHAAHAHAHA!

- Get a hold of yourself kid!

WHACK!

- Okay okay. I'm calm! Happy now?

- ...I should be going now. What I can't still understand is how can a...living being...write in such a monstrous way. I mean, my God!

- I understand. You'll need a lot of brain bleach to recover then. Bye.

- ...*sigh*

She left through a gap.

- I still can't understand how you can resist this crap!

- That's because I'm open minded. But still, I hate the...thing...that wrote this. I could try to erase it, but it is the best torture weapon I have now at my disposal.

- And you call me a monster...

Deal with it. That's how humans of the outside are. Some of there are sane. The rest are mindless drones.

...But enough of that. Seriously, if any of you guys has the guts to read this Cthullu of fanfiction...good luck. You'll need it.

Seriously guys. Read "My Immortal" at your own risk. I barely escaped with my sane mind.

Well, the actual chapter will take a long time to be done, so for now, I want all of you to be patient. Bye now!

...And seriously, buy your brain bleach. And keep asking questions!