Bowl 2

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Are you ready to begin the second trial? Do you still want to experience nirvana? Then let's continue.

You'll need to kill someone close to you. It can be a family member, significant other, or even a close friend. Don't kill anyone else. If you attempt to kill anyone else, then you won't be able to complete the ritual. You'll also need to do the deed with the phurba (Tibetan ritual dagger). If you murder them with anything else, you'll be seen as a coward by the second Dharmapala. You don't want to be seen as a coward.

Once you've killed someone close to you, you'll need to cremate the body by any means necessary. Once they've been cremated, return to the graveyard with the singing bowl and their ashes. Close your eyes and play the singing bowl. Scatter the ashes as you do so. The second Dharmapala will appear as a doppelgänger of your recently deceased loved one or friend. With an outstretched hand, they will grasp your forehead and share their vision.

As you stare into her panicked gaze, you plunge the phurba deep inside and twist. Blood-curdling screams and sobs gradually decay with the loss of blood. Your breathing violently modulates between growls, snarls, and cackles. Thunder and lightning course through your veins, causing you to tremble. Boiling tears blur the line between control and impulse. Fumes of iron swamp the midnight air. Metallic and intoxicating. She goes limp and cold in your embrace. The bloodlust still burns bright within your mind's eye. There's nothing else like it. Food, drugs, and sex can't hold a candle to this high, and there's only one way to keep the party going.

Wipe away the tears. Breathe in, hold, and breathe out. Let the feeling of cool spring water wash over you. When you are ready, open your eyes. Thank the second Dharmapala for the vision and return home. If you manage to not kill anybody for a week, then you will pass. But if you kill anyone again, even a rabbit in the woods, you'll slowly combust into brilliant blue flames. All that will remain of you will be a smoldering pile of white ash. A pathetic legacy of losing control.

Can you pass the other five? 

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