The game known as Dead by Daylight is a disgusting affront to God, a sinful temptation that ensnares our fellow men in cycles of death and despair. It glorifies violence and cruelty, encouraging players to revel in the torment of others. Such behavior is a grave offense to the sanctity of life, and an insult to the divine spark that resides within all of us.

In the ancient Hindu tradition, the Kali Yuga is a period of darkness and chaos, a time when humanity is at its lowest point. The constant cycling of death and rebirth in Dead by Daylight is reminiscent of this age of decay, a sign of our spiritual bankruptcy and moral decay. It is a game that celebrates the worst aspects of humanity, drawing players away from the path of righteousness and towards the abyss.

As a servant of God, I implore all those who partake in this game to consider the true cost of their actions. The summoning of otherworldly beings and the glorification of their violent ways is a dangerous and insidious influence, a temptation of the evil one that leads us astray from the divine path. It is a game that tempts us with the promise of power and control, but in reality, it only brings us further into the darkness.

But there is hope. Through prayer, meditation, and a return to the righteous path, we can escape the siren song of Dead by Daylight and find true peace and joy in our hearts. Let us all remember that we are made in the image of God and that our actions must reflect the love and compassion that He has shown us. May we all strive towards righteousness and the salvation that is offered to us through Christ our Lord.

WE MUST SEND THE NURSE PLAYER TO HELL WHERE HIS UNHOLY TORMENT MAY BE A TESTAMENT TO HIS WRETCHED LIFE AND WICKED WAYS. HIS SKIN FLAYED AND HIS VISCERA SCATTERED ABOUT, HE WILL WEEP AND CRY BUT IT WILL ONLY BOLSTER THE RESOLVE OF HIS TORMENTORS, FOR THEY HATE HIM. HE WILL KNOW WHAT TRUE FEAR AND PAIN IS, BUT IT WILL BE NO SOLACE FOR THERE WILL BE NO END AND NO ESCAPE. HIS ETERNITY WILL BE SOURED WITH AN ANGUISH LIKE ONE COULD NEVER IMAGINE. HIS SKIN WILL CRACK LIKE DESERT SOIL, AND HIS VEINS WILL BLEED LIKE THE TIGRIS AND EUPHRATES, BUT NEVER ENOUGH TO QUENCH THE THIRST OF HIS ABUSERS. HELL IS NOW AS HELL WILL ALWAYS BE, HAS ALWAYS BEEN, BUT THE FEAR BLEEDING INTO HIS EYES, HIS SCENT, AND HIS RESOLVE IS A NEW HEAVEN TO ME

yes i go out of my way to drive safely around bicyclists, no i dont care about their human lives, i know the perverts are desperately slavering to be slammed and crushed by the beautiful steel of an automobile, trembling and hot with death-drive that only the merciless fenders of my foreverially dealerplated altima can answer, and i simply refuse to give them release.