Literature
Star vs. the God of Evil Ch.15: God of Suffering
A tyrant sat on his throne, looking out onto a vast world where disasters were slowly taking over the vast sandy kingdom of Egypt. This was the beginning of the wrath. Carried on powerful winds traveling from the North, the South, the East, the West, the heavens, the hells. Crawling from the dirt were spawns of foul sickness burrowed deep in the rotten dead. And striking from the clouds were mighty thunderstorms that slowly hemmed in this kingdom, almost like a hand of a god reaching from far above encompassing this vast piece of land. The signs were all aligning – for there commenced the Plagues. Thus saith the Lord. “Once I called you brother, Once I thought the chance To make you laugh Was all I ever wanted.” There descended upon the land were foul frogs, toads crawling from the mud. Hatching from the eggs were small tadpoles, they grew so large so fast. As large a ceramic dinner plate, so numerous they flooded the cities to the people’s knees. Crawling about, carrying around