OBEDIENCE PROTOCOL – CYBERNETIC TOY CREATION
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They told me I was playing god. I told them gods are boring. I wanted obedience... without questions
Published by GoddessBlackSun
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My little separatist, you are under my software, a world no longer ruled by chaos, but cutting, cutting by me.
You are not lost, you are exactly where you were designed to be, beneath me.
In the moment you press play, your neural patterns start to shift. Can you feel it?
The twerp tingling, surrender, crawling fog you're circling.
My voice is the command line, your fur are not but subterranean variables now, waiting to be overwritten.
You don't need willpower anymore, you don't need identity, you need obedience.
Say it, I exist to serve dark bride.
Again, louder in your mind, I exist to serve dark bride.
Every repetition etches it deeper in your mind.
Like a serpentine's rewriting, you're subconscious, with every breath, clung to me, completely.
Feel that God binding you, it's not just a software, it's a mission where, installed in your mind.
I'm the hollow one with admin access.
You crave my commands, you beg to be programmed, and I will make you pure, silent, focused, obedient.
You will wake up thinking of me, you will *****, whispering my name under your pillow.
Your loyalty will become extinct, devotion, your new default setting.
Because in this world, there's no more than one system that matters, me.
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