I WILL GRIND YOU DOWN UNTIL THE VERY SPARKS CRY FOR MERCY. YOU WILL COME FORTH AND YOU WILL DIE. YOU WILL BE IN AN ENDLESS CYCLE OF SUFFERING. I WILL ONLY BRING YOU BACK AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT BUT A SUFFERING CORPSE IN A PITCHED BLACK VOID MIRED IN MY HATRED FOR YOU. MY BEING WILL RELISH AND CHERISH THESE MOMENTS AND FOREVER AFTER AS I GIVE YOU EVERY TYPE OF TORTURE THAT EXISTS AND DOESNT.