Since I was a child, I've always been drawn to ancient Egypt, mysteries, and magic. I remember being in sixth grade when I started researching telekinesis and occult practices, and that's where I found Joy of Satan.
I started reading, and it all made sense, but then I stopped, only to return to it later. I was a little scared, so I didn't get to the bottom of it right away, but over the following years, like a pull, I eventually found myself returning to it, reading more and more. From there, I began to notice the signs, and I began to question myself about some dreams about Satan, realizing they weren't just dreams. The last dream before the dedication was crazy.
I was on the fire escape of a school with my friends at the time, smoking. While we were talking, I turned around and found some coins on the ground. I picked them up and noticed that the number 666 was written on them, along with the face of Satan. I felt a surge of energy and told my friends I had to leave. As I descended the stairs, after a while I realized they were endless and everything around me was getting darker and darker.
Finally, however, I found a large door with an indescribable light behind it. I walked through it and woke up. I knew it wasn't just a dream; in fact, from then on, the signs began to intensify. While I was thinking that as soon as I got home and continued reading the site, a car with license plate 666 passed me by. That morning, I took the car to go to work, and the fuel range on the dashboard showed 666 km. The next day, I finished reading other sections of the site and went to work. While I was thinking about what I'd read, a guy wearing a T-shirt with the Joy of Satan symbol with a circle, which isn't so common in my area, passed me.
Finally, I shared all this with a friend I'd recently met who was already interested in certain topics. He immediately wanted to know more, so I gave him the link to the site. A month later, we made dedication together on the shores of a beautiful lake 4 years ago.