the-book-of-azazel

E.A. KOETTING
Foreword
By Dante Abiel
Black magick is the damnedest thing. You can gain all
your heart desires, but once you begin to obtain results those
desires are an Oceanic cave that never fills. The black hole
sinks deep within your soul. With every step you take you can
feel the pressure building. For years I have felt this critical
mass pushing and building behind me. Like a waiting predator,
the darkness on my heart lingered and manipulated my being
into a corner.
There I found my Salvation.
My beginning with Azazel started as any working
should have: I saw his sigil within a cryptic Grimoire. I had
read about him before, but the following words that ripped a
hole inside of me, giving me an itch that could only be
scratched by this fiend:
There is a ritual of the Brothers, the likes of which
opens the Abyss fully in your life. Many call this The
Lake of Fire, however such a name is not worthy
enough to describe the horrifying limitless of IT. If you
are Called, you may be reborn within the eternal Lake.
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