Disturbing Content Warning

 The Void Gospel features stories from the horror, sci-fi, and related genres. The stories are generally intended for mature audience. Some of the content presented here, as well as the illustrations that come with it, may be considered shocking, disturbing, explicit, and triggering. Many stories feature scenes of extreme gore, violence, and abuse. Some of the stories include descriptions of sexual acts. Some touch on the subject of self-harm.

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