I love e-girls and watching anime, I would like one of them to watch it with me OwO

About 10 years ago I was an archbishop and lived in the Vatican next to other bishops and Pope John Paul II himself. It seemed nice to me, there is little banditry or violence in the Vatican, people are happy, and the Pope. At the very beginning it was nice, we ate cream cakes and sang songs. However, John Paul II and older bishops always entered the basement of the palace in the evening. I couldn't because I was new and couldn't know the truth yet. I thought Papa and the rest communicated with God there or some secret knowledge resided there. Well, I waited. A year passed, after eating a ton of cream cakes, I was able to enter the basement together with the Pope and other archbishops. They were supposed to show me what they were doing there, I was supposed to learn. We went down the stairs. I saw a huge amount of wealth - gold, diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, pearls and other trinkets. If this were distributed to the entire world, everyone would live happily ever after. I was a little angry that there was so much wealth in the basements of the Vatican. However, this was not our goal, we went down one floor. There I saw a huge library. I asked what it was, and the Pope only said "it's the lost library of Alexandria, full of Cleopatra's papyri and other hidden books. I picked up a random book. I read several pages, it refuted the Catholic faith. I became even more angry that the Church was hiding something that threatened it. After a while, the Pope extended his hand to me and said, "Mariusz, we are going down to the last level of the catacombs." I was afraid. The previous two floors pissed me off and scared me at the same time. I didn't know what could be even worse hidden in the Vatican catacombs. Well, we're down. The atmosphere was terribly sad, but a smile appeared on the faces of the rest of the archbishops and the Pope. Maybe they kept the secret recipe for cream cakes here? However, no! I immediately heard the screams of hundreds of children. All I heard was screaming, crying and gnashing of teeth. One of the archbishops went to the front, opened a door and pulled out a little boy. This archbishop was terribly fat and looked like a beech tree. The boy was crying, I couldn't see his face, only tears. The fat man said to me, "Mariusz, come with me, I'll show you something!" Me and this archbishop went to another room. The friend threw the boy on the bed and told him to undress. When he did this, David (that was the name of this archbishop) pulled out his penis. On it were two gold rings studded with diamonds - yes - the archbishop's ♥♥♥♥ is worth more than you! The baby started sucking David's ♥♥♥♥. The Archbishop howled like a wounded moose. The baby was still crying. Then he started inserting his python into the boy's butt. A lot of blood flowed and the child fainted. I cried. Then Archbishop David took me to the Pope. What I saw destroyed my psyche. Dear John Paul II ♥♥♥♥♥♥ a five-month-old child! It was covered in blood and the Pope was laughing. After intercourse, the baby died. The Pope just washed his penis and five rings (one of his ♥♥♥♥ rings is worth over 100 million euros) and buttoned his fly. Nobody said anything. We came to the surface and went to sleep. That night I decided to escape from the Vatican and so I did. Just two days after the incident, I was in Poland. I was hiding. Now I write here what I saw. 21:37 remember...

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