{"product_id":"adam-belial-cardosi-victor-9798300200169","title":"Adam Belial: Diary of a Devil Disciple","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e1994. When I was a child, wooden churches were burning in the far north. The shadow of evil slowly spread its gigantic wings. I was 18 years old I was fascinated by those who in the name of the Devil, and Odin have made reign terror. The Scandinavian media spoke of esoterism, of Viking revival. Me may I cared the terms, the labels, I wanted like so many others, to collect some embers, bring them here and rekindle the fire in these lands of France. I was exalted as only a lonely child can be, who hates men, these like. I had long been burning my youth in the drug spectrum. All of a sudden to destroy others seemed more profitable, more enjoyable... I devoured everything that could be found on the subject, records, books, videos, magazines. My education into the world of darkness was just beginning. I had so much to discover. The next step was to find me a clan, brothers in arms. The kind of guys, who in my romantic mind, could die for one cause, for another of the same tribe. I have searched, with the suspicion of the child who knows life, which grows too fast from frequenting the mud of this world. I only met caricatures, empty minds, painted twinks, the kind of guys who wear, new-foot rangers, bought at high prices. I arrived like 13 14 a hair on the soup, I wanted beatings, carnage, blood of the real. They wanted only to disguise themselves in what they would never be, they lacked that unconsciousness, that wild side that they would never touch. Parading at concerts, getting drunk, kicking bottles, smoking some shit, such were the standards of their well-defined rebellions. The kind of rebels\" has fixed hours\", a little on Friday, a lot on Saturday, not too much on Sunday, because the family comes to you with pie, lightning and the obligatory bouquet of flowers. I was laughing at first, then I didn't laugh for long. My hatred grew against them, against the world. I forgot that I had to develop, do my own experiments alone. Loneliness was always, unfortunately, a faithful companion. My lucidity towards the world hurt me, it cut off all social ties. So I sailed alone for quite a few years, until I met those whose existence I thought impossible. When we have confronted him with certain beings who possess power, wisdom and money, we quickly become under the spell, in a kind of dependence. They brought me sex, drugs, blood lust, the end of taboos. They have above all calmed my revolt, and made me understand that there is no hope, that freedom is another illusion, that we must just steer our boat as intelligently as possible, avoiding the reefs, facing the best storms. My vision of the world seems very dark, my vision of man is much worse! This desire to be alone, to discover the hidden ways forbidden to humans, allowed me in any case, to avoid that my fantasies come true, and that I pass to the act. As this evening of December 96, when I presented myself with a gun in hand, decided to put to death a couple of friends, what kept me was the words of those who supported me from the beginning. Thank you. Some facts in this book are more or less accurate, others are pure fiction, they are a reflection of what hatred can produce, of what evil can have of more bewitching, without limits, without conscience, without other outcomes than the abyss. For the weak and cowardly: slavery and death of the soul, for the strong and intrepid: to serve and survive at the expense of men, never.... CHAOS INCIPIT! A.M.S.G\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e Cardosi Victor\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-13:\u003c\/b\u003e 9798300200169\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublisher:\u003c\/b\u003e Independently Published\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eLanguage:\u003c\/b\u003e English\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublished:\u003c\/b\u003e 11\/16\/2024\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePages:\u003c\/b\u003e 106\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eFormat:\u003c\/b\u003e Paperback\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eWeight:\u003c\/b\u003e 0.34lbs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eSize:\u003c\/b\u003e 9.00h x 6.00w x 0.22d","brand":"Cardosi Victor","offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":48851061342463,"sku":"9798300200169","price":9.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"url":"https:\/\/www.whiterainbookhouse.com\/products\/adam-belial-cardosi-victor-9798300200169","provider":"WR Book House","version":"1.0","type":"link"}