"what, what are you? where is here?"

The Lamb has been sacrificed, the bishops think they have won, that their reign shall be eternal, yet her story is not yet done, there is yet work to be done. you, in whatever form you take, have stolen them for their death. indoctrinate their fragile mind, make you champion, set the dominoes falling.


or do you know what, i know you freaks.

still freshly dead, yet to be powerful, and standing before a god, they are quiet shy. they are female because i so decided for no reason. you can be anyone, the god of anything you please, just have power.

CW/triggers: death, religious sacrifice, cults, potential manipulation, whatever war crimes the lamb may commit,

yo, my motivation is back in full swing and im not dead. it is far too late, and inspiration has hit my like a brick. enjoy yall. Panzer, Aus!