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Look harder... Found anything yet? I have been on this page for, I don't know, 5 years now. I think I will never find something. How did I get here you ask? I know you didn't ask that but I like answering my own questions. I was once a powerful wizard, a rank 8 guild member. I was in the holy war against the demons of the nine hells. I knew alot of holy spells as I had to ward off these demons and imps. One day, on the 4th layer of hell, a weak imp came up to me. He had two large horns and a chain around his neck. He offered me something, the holy wand of contemplatives. That wand was the most powerful weapons in the human realm. He had it one in one his hand, and it had chew marks from him on it, like he thought it was a toy. But I made a mistake when I made a deal with that weak imp. I thought he couldn't do anything, as he was basically one of the weakest creatures to come out of the 9 hells. But no! He alerted the demon beezlebub, GOD OF HUNGER. Sorry, I can't say his name with out yelling that out. Anyways, I became unholy wizard of beezlebub, GOD OF HUNGER. I attacked the people I once knew as guild members, friends, and family. I had to toture them. I... I... Please forgive me, Jeremy. He was my best friend. And I had to... to... toture his soul until he was just a lowely, submissive servant. I attacked with every spell I had, he was holding on to dear life! And then I killed him, and revived him, then killed him then killed his soul, took him off the river styx, and revived again. I must of done this thousands of times. Then I snapped out of it, I had realised what I had done. After that, I couldn't stand it! I attacked beezlebub, but he sent me to this place, where I have sit and do nothing for... 5 million years, but... atleast I have you right, stay... please. I know you have the power to leave but DON'T. PLEASE! I am so lonely, and there are whispers... you left, didnt you...