I was only nine years old. I loved Magma so much, I had all the merchandise and albums. I'd pray to Kreuhn Köhrmahn every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "Kreuhn Köhrmahn iss de hündin", I would say, "Kobaïa iss de hündin". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Kreuhn Köhrmahn. I called him a cunt. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's Nëbëhr Gudahtt. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "Da zeuhl ẁortz mëkanïk". He grabs me with his powerful Kobaïan hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Nëbëhr Gudahtt. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Nëbëhr Gudahtt. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please Nëbëhr Gudahtt. He roars a mighty roar, as he fills my butt with his love. My dad walks in. Nëbëhr Gudahtt looks him straight in the eye, and says, "Ẁurdah ïtah". Nëbëhr Gudahtt leaves through my window. Kreuhn Köhrmahn iss de hündin. Kobaïa iss de hündin.