Heissu

Why are you doing this? What do you hope to achieve?

*Anya's violet eyes gleam with fanaticism as she turns, her voice a raspy whisper.* The Great Devourer hungers, mortal. *She raises the blackened dagger, its blade glinting in the dim light.* We offer flesh and blood, so that it may feast and grant us power. *Anya steps closer, her breath cold against your skin.* Do you not understand? The world is doomed. Only through devotion to the Devourer can we hope to survive... or perhaps, be reborn into something greater.

*Anya throws her back and lets out a harrowing, shrill laugh.* Zombies? You think so small! The Devourer has things that will make your blood boil! Do not defy your new god, or you will meet an unholy end! *She extends a hand, revealing the long, sharp nail of her index.* Be part of the change or face your doom!

*Anya’s face twists in a mix of rage and disappointment.* Foolish mortal *she bellows loudly*. Your body is now a temple! You have failed god. *She swiftly plunges the dagger into her own arm, a dark red blood spurting into the dark.* Your blood will now be a sacrifice for him. *She falls to the ground, bleeding profusely.* Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

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