#culty shenanigans

Cult of The Forgotten (oooo cool edgy title)

Haty has a forgotten past. (She chose to give it up. her new life is at the cult. kind of like mollymauk ig. "i dont care who that person was" but she doesnt actually forget who she was, she just pretends she does. (maybe shes trans?)

Thormna is scared of being forgotten. Wants to be The Lambs one and only (and is for a long while) abandonment issues. possibly has lost a lot of people in their life, so they are trying their best to keep everyone around.

also mixed with a need to make a mark on the world. they are afraid of dying and being forgotten. which is why they become a missionary, they will be remembered for their herroism and protecting the cult

Arrm is scared of the gods being forgotten? of the lambs way being forgotten? maybe he is simple and just makes sure noone forgets to stay loyal. ehh

Alacar wants to be forgotten. He hates living, he hates being a medic, he just wants to be a shadow and to drift away into time never to be brought back. at the very least, he has forgotten his way. he is jaded, he has forgotten why he was a medic in the frst place and cant care enough to try to remember. it is too late for him. he wants mercy.

Vinnie initially forgets their past as a coping mechanism. she lost too much, might as well just lose the rest and start new. "I have a goal and that goal will take up every fiber of my being if it means i can forget what happened." after all, their home and family burning in front of them, them being caught by a cult and on the verge of sacrifice only to watch the very cultists who killed your family be absolutely obliterated by The Lamb and then being indoctrinated into the cult all happened in the span of like, a day and an evening.

Headcanons of my cult The Lambs pov: in first person I guess I dont know, its just what felt best when I was writing it

I could keep him alive….. make him feel how i felt when he "spared" me. and I should. But the thought of seeing his pathetically mortal face bleeding out on the end of my blade…. [The Lamb brings their sword to Narinders chin, and lifts his head ever so slightly].. that does seem real nice...

"So you are no different to me after all…You have become as I am." were the first words out of your mouth, but they were drowned out by the thought of killing you. You, The One Who Waits. The one who did nothing while I killed his siblings. The one who wants to claim my victories. My cult. MY divinity. While you did NOTHING but wait. Who do you think you are? The god of Death!? HA no I'm the God of Death. I'M the one who killed everyone. I am the one who commands death. I AM DEATH. And all should bow to me because I am death. 'fore all will die and meet my hand.

And he will worship my creed, (this is where a cool creed would go idk)

I and I alone killed all those heritics.

And he will wait evermore, and he will watch as I triumph with everything he wished he had and more

The one who forced me to die and be revived over and over for him. The one who used my body for his own will only to toss it away the second he was through with it. The one who deserves my blade straight through his throat. over. and. over.

He thinks he'll be free, but he will be chained to me. I am the God of Death, after all. [The Lamb lets out the slightest of smirks {that, the now mortal, Nari clocks and is incredibly unnerved by}] I can just keep…bringing….him……back (in a comic strip, each word is accompanied by a panel of The Lamb killing and resurrecting Nari multiple times and violently.)

I need him to know how much I hate him. If hate was carved into every fiber of my being, it wouldn't even equal one one billionth of the amount of hate i have for him. And he will understand. He thought what his siblings did to him was hell? oh, he doesn't know hell. (pree much AM's thought process)

Plus, what God of Death would I be if I didn't start out with a bang? And The Lamb plunged their blade into Narinders throat, watching the blood flow out and the life leave his eyes. And they relished in that sight, fully taking it in and enjoying every second they could.

headcanons of my cult

When you first enter Narinder's domain, you get to choose your weapon. This is entirely on purpose by Nari "You can choose any weapon that you wish. It won't matter after all" hes kind of cocky lol As Amy and Baal fall, Nari gets more worried.

Nari is afraid of The Lamb. After all, The Lamb did defeat all the other bishops without dieing once. (This lamb went for the secret achievements lol) They were vicious, violent and merciless. As each sibling fell, a ping of regret would sprout in Narinders soul, and another seed of fear was planted. He couldn't quite pin these feelings while he was chained (thousands of years of numbness will do that to a guy) but when he became mortal again, the feelings rushed in. Before his fall, He is worried The Lamb is becoming too powerful and hopes to kill them when he is released from his chains. He is Vastly underestimating how well he will take to fighting after literal thousands of years of being chained up.

The Lamb really is a good fighter after all. Every blow stronger than the last. With each swing, Narinder could feel the power of The Crown tearing at his godhood. It was a searing pain, his soul being torn apart. His god form was failing him, it was becoming too much for his soul to bare. He couldn't keep up his attacks. His hits were weaker and his spells less effective. He was panicking.

The Lamb could tell Narinder was almost finished. They could see the panic as Narinder threw everything he could at the last second, but they were too quick. Or perhaps Narinder too weak. However it was, The Lamb dodged Narinders fire blasts and swung at him. Their sword came down on Narinder from above. Admitidly, it wasn't the best form, but it was powered by the sheer amount of hate The Lamb had for him in that moment. The betrayal they felt after being told to take their own life, after everything they had built for him. The force of the swing ripped Narinder of his godhood. His being was completly torn asunder as he could no longer contain the power of a god. He lay in front of The Lamb, feeling nothing but pain…And… anger. Anger which quickly surpassed the pain. He was no longer a God. He had no powers. He had no controll. He had nothing. All because of that damned lamb…..that lamb… He looked at The Lamb, who was standing over him. They were different…darker. More intimidating. They looked at Narinder with no emotion. He hated it. He hated how he couldn't tell what they were thinking. He could no longer reach into their thoughts and look around. "Are you going to fulfill your prophecy of a vengful false idol or are you a merciful coward?" He spat. The Lamb just stared at him. "You damned Lamb! You have defeated me and claimed my godhood and you have nothing to say for yourself?!" The Lamb indeed said nothing, but brought their sword up to Narinders chin, forcing him to look them in the eyes. His heart was racing, his breathing increased, the seed of fear was quickly sprouting. "So you are no different to me after all…you have become as I am…." They said nothing. They were practically looking through him. But he could not escape. He knew if he moved The Lamb would- what was that? Narinder saw the corner of The Lambs mouth…lift up? They were… smirking. That smirk sent a shiver straight down Narinders spine. He was officially afraid. What were they thinking? It couldn't have been good. He had to get out of there. He could- what if he- For the first time ever, Narinder was afraid of death. And The Lamb plunged their blade into Narinders throat.

My name is Crat and my pronouns are they/them. I am queer. I'm an adult with a job.

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