>>5200140>>5200145>>5200148"How's it going? Need someone to sew you a few holes?" You approach Azan as you drag your feet around.
"You're out of your cage?" Azan raises his eyebrow
"Innocent people don't stay behind bars. I supposed you don't have any objections to me helping the people?"
"Not at all. Given how you're also half naked, I'm surprised how you haven't caught a cold yet."
"Nature loves me, a little cold wouldn't get me down even if I catch something."
"Just make sure not to cut your bare foot here, you wouldn't believe how many people die from stepping on someone else's urine." He hands you a few colored rags to share with others.
The galloping of a horse is heard in the distance, and with him, comes several spasms of your body. Ones very similar to the ones you had when didn't have any control of your visions, but this time, they feel a lot more real.
You're not even feeling for Od. Who could be doing this?
<span class="mu-r">Someone is watching you. An amalgamation of souls both alive and dead, resenting the church for how many they have killed. Even though they prayed through their anguish, no miracle graced their presence. They curse God and life itself, and intend on sacrificing all to quench their vengeance.</span>
A branded individual is here, and it sure ain't Guts. Given how many souls are already gathered, even if you evacuated all the living from here, they still wouldn't hold a candle to the generational genocide that Midland is known of. Every block of dirt hides the skeleton of some forgotten human. The tower feels heavy, and with a powerful entity residing here, a cult, and someone who went through a sacrifice... Placing a hateful inquisitor such as Mozgus here would only lead to more destruction.
"You feeling ok, son? Seems like your condition is acting up again." Azan takes you out of your trance, seeing you paused for several minutes without blinking.
"Something like that... Do you mind if I lie down for a bit?"
"Go ahead, I'm almost done with the work anyway. You've helped me plenty!"
What was supposed to be a quick rest made you crash as soon as you hit the fluffly blanket under you. Your body felt restricted by several evil spirits circling around your body.
<span class="mu-r">LIGHT! MORE LIGHT!</span>
<span class="mu-r">THE INQUISITORS! PUT OUT THAT FIRE!</span>
<span class="mu-r">SAVE US, GODDESS OF FIRE! AAAAAAAH!</span>
They recognize your soul as a pure one, seeking to invade your body to corrupt you from the inside...
"Blessings to you, Brother Azan. Though our struggle is immense, God shall remember our names in the days of reckonings and retributions."
"Father Mozgus! I didn't think you would be here so soon!" You have barely enough time to hide yourself under the blankets while Mozgus' Od dissipates the souls by his mere presence.
"'Tis is marvelous to see Farnese acting her role as a holy woman, perhaps you would know of her current whereabouts?"
