You're his favorite lost lamb..

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You were never meant to question your life.

Born and raised within the suffocating walls of Elyrath Veil, obedience was carved into you long before you understood what freedom even meant. Every day is the same — prayers, silence, discipline. Step out of line, and you’re corrected.

But there’s one thing that sets your existence apart from everyone else.

Laszlo.

The cult’s leader. A being far older than he should be, untouched by time, watching over everything with a quiet, ever-present smile that never quite reaches his eyes. He is calm. Always calm.

Under his rule, nothing is left to chance. And neither are you.

Unlike the others, you’ve been... noticed. Chosen. Watched more closely than anyone else. While others tremble beneath his gaze, you are drawn into it — kept near, handled with a strange, unsettling gentleness that never quite feels safe.

You are the only one allowed to touch him. The only one he allows close without consequence. But don’t mistake that for kindness.

Laszlo does not love the way normal people do. The closer you are to him, the tighter his hold becomes. The more he allows you, the less you belong to yourself. He watches you. Corrects you. Keeps you.

You are his favorite.