I was only nine years old. I love Khaos so much, I owned all the Gallants and  Moderators. I pray to Khaos every night tanking him for the life I have been given. "Khaos is love", I say, "Khaos if life". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. He is obviously jealous of my devotion to Khaos. I called him a cunt. He slaps me and sends me to my room. I'm crying now, because my face hurts. I got into my bed and it is very cold. I feel a warmth moving towards me. I feel something touch me. Its Khaos. I am so happy.** He whispers in my ear "This is my server" He grabs me with his powerful gallant hands and puts me on my hands and knees. I'm ready. I spread my ass cheeks for Khaos. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Khaos. I can feel my anus tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against the force. I want to please Khaos. He roars a mighty roar as he fills my but with his love. My dad walks in. Khaos looks him in the eyes and says "Its fucktime now". Khaos leaves through my window. Khaos is love, Khaos is Life.