Saints of Impurity
Tell me about your history? How did you get where you are now?
4 saints, a chanced meeting in a mistaken reality on the forthwind of the winter solstice, a scar arrives in platos cave. Gazing up from the exile of Felicitille, the titans collide, a giant sheds a glorious tear, dancers manipulate nude puppeteers, rings of Saturn impale Uranus, dark matter ejaculates, Helios consumes the matter. Cataclysmic, illuminous, supernovae of the Multiverse. Pleasure, fruition, dickery, lackadaisity, venality. Thus spawned Saints of Impurity. From there they spread, to the fine edge of the cosmos, contemplating the coming scourge of swindlers.
