An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Don’t you want to be a cult leader?
Don’t you want devoted followers?
Since the death of God, there has been a vacancy open.
You can fill
A few things about me and this blog:
1) You can refer to me as V. I use He/Him. You might see some venting from me on this blog so I don’t just RP here.
That’s it. Now for the more interesting part—
2) I write fanfiction so I’ll be posting it here sometimes. If you don’t mind to give me joy by reading it, go ahead! I love any kind of activity on my fics! Be it comments, kudos or even hits!
I also have a YouTube channel (link above) and Artfight account. If you don’t mind, you can check those out and subscribe or at least gimme some joy. I would be very grateful. ❤️
3) All Crowns are They/Them. If I refer to one Crown by other pronouns it means I am just sleepy and got mistaken. Sorry.
4) Each Crown has a distinct personality and will be labelled by a certain colour: Famine, Death, Pestilence, Chaos, War.
5) Crowns are based on my headcannons for the Crowns features in the game Cult of the Lamb.
“That is the number of followers I have”
“Some might consider this number quite a lot…”
“But what is three hundreds to a God of Death?”
“If I wish to gather enough DEVOTION… I shall raise that number. Hundreds… thousands more… I will raise above mortal world and emerge as a ruler of those pitiful minds at last—"
"AND WE WILL THROW A PARTY! A HUGE FREAKING PARTY! WITH DRINKS AND OTHER STUFF!”
“And we can do science! We can explore new possibilities of human bodies! Do you know how many viruses remain uncured? DO YOU?”
“We could EAT! Feast and devour so many dishes!! Mortals cook wonderful food!”
“And then we will go forward. To the stars above. Our conquest will take over the whole universe. Each of those sentient beings will bow ally to the Crowns…”
“AGH! NO! NONE OF— NOTHING LIKE THAT! I WON’T LET YOU RUIN MY MOMEMT OF TRIUMPH!”
