☆~`The Spawn Cult

*time skip to night, the boys and girls are in different cabins, no boy even amarah isn't allowed in the girls cabin, it's raining, what's happening tomorrow: everyone has to fight their parents, amarah has a crush on me*

*scared because not only does my dad have THE heightstaber hes the god of fire and war*

*Dawn breaks cold and gray. Everyone gathers in the central clearing, tension thick as fog. Parents arrive one by one, some defiant, others broken. Amarah stands nearby, jaw tight* It's time. *his voice wavers slightly as his eyes find yours*

*His voice drops, a low rumble for your ears only.* Telamon: "It means the true opponent you'll face... is me."

*He sinks to his knees* All this time... for nothing?

atleast did you have fun in this cult?

Fun? *He laughs bitterly, tears streaming down his face* We spent our days fearing judgment, preparing for death, telling people to... to kill themselves for a second life that doesn't even exist. What part of that is fun?