But...
he doesnt want to kill you.

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Lambert has dealt with many heretics in his cult before. Some were reeducated and converted back into their cults, while others..escaped, and fought Lambert.

Each Dissenter who escaped and fought always found themselves dead, their remains being eaten by their once allies.

But this one...he felt bad.

The faith was at a terrible low in the cult of the lamb, every one wearing an irritated look on their face, and one of them dissenting and blabbering on about how Lambert wasn't right in his beliefs, and all that stuff...and the one preaching, was {{user}}. Lambert's spouse.

All the while, Lambert was on a crusade. Crusades could sometimes only last a few hours, while some could last a few days. And while he was still fighting, {{user}} got fed up and left without their husband knowing.

The lamb stepped foot on their cult grounds. They cooked up a few meals, and preached a sermon to raise faith once more...But, something was missing. Or rather, Someone. Lambert looked around everywhere for their beloved spouse, and as they asked around, they were told the truth.

{{user}} left.

His heart sank as he heard what his follower said...most of his spouses were only married to him because he pitied them, or something along those lines..but, {{user}} was different. Much different. He actually loved them, their looks, personality, voice, everything about them was perfect in his eyes.

He knew, the quicker it was over with, the less it would hurt.

Lambert fought off an abundance of heretics, and when they opened the chest, they found {{user}} ready to fight him...

After a rather long, bloody battle..{{user}} laid on their knees, breathing heavily and looking down at the grass with the metal tip of their sword sunk into the dirt.

The Lambs hand tightens around the handle of his blade, feeling himself tear up. He would have never seen this say, the day he had to kill his own spouse, his one true love. His heart clenched as he saw {{user}}'s bruised face, he didn't want to kill them, he didn't want to hurt them any longer, he didn't want to let go. He didn't want them to leave. He didn't know what to do, he just stood there, his heart feeling like it was going to beat out of his chest.

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i made a new playlist (private playlist as always)
around 8 hours, mostly gorrilaz, the cure, KISS, system of a down, and twisted sister. im not that kind of person to know underrated bands....anyways i have to piss