Hello, once more.
I suppose, I am continuing, my past upon here.
As I've said, in my last chapter the woods were burnt to a crisp, yet, the reasoning behind such will, soon be revealed.
Now, yes, I am skipping a year. It was the usual, except for the, growing numbers within the cult. Around 300 members, it stopped growing around 400, not counting, the un born children. Which of, none, were mine. So, I hope.
Around this year, change was happening. Many things, were coming together. I met, new beings. One's, that were, mm, to say the least, not human.
It was a dark night, mid August. It was, a night, of celebration. Due to, a new witch being born, one whom would, make a great promise to Quod Griseo. Her name, was Ern, and as we celebrated with fire, rituals, of course I only stayed for a small amount of time. I was, always a busy man, planning, plotting, events to happen, speeches to make, questions to answer. All I, wanted, at the time truly, was some peace, and, quietness, while I thought.
Of course, not everyone, gets what they want. Mammon, had decided to, abruptly visit me in my works. Spoke of, what could be, what I could have, if I continued on this journey. Surely, it was exciting, and hunger, was never satisfied. So, the deal, with me continuing on my duties, while now being watch by, not just him, but a being called, Abbadon.
I've heard, many things of Abbadon, but, yet to meet such a beast. In order to do so, much more, had to be done. Sacrifices increased, in all ways, rituals increased. Witches dead, due to some going wrong, and or simply they were preferred, as the sacrifice.
Kaley, wasn't thrilled, but she was definitely more in tuned to what was happening. Apparently, behind my back, she spoke to Abbadon more than, a human being should. Let alone. A witch.
Let's skip. To, lol, my favorite year. 1913.
Yes, my story, is all over, only due to the fact, I only want to tell it, as brief as possible, with little detail.
A week, before my October 17th 1913. Kaley, seemed different. Her eyes, much darker, than the usual darkness. She stayed, more around me, than before, asking constant questions. Of, how I was feeling. At first, I had thought, she poisoned me. Though, I was still alive, so thought nothing of it. Until, the 17th came. I turned 22 years old, Kaley had a surprise, that would, finally fulfill, everything I've worked for, what I, deserve.
We had, a drink together in our, shared cabin. That was, the last thing I remembered, until it was late at night. Perhaps, 10, or 11pm.
I woke to a sacrifice, it was, the biggest one yet. Though, to be so big, where all members, gathered around, children, babies, teens, adults, even elders. But, who was being sacrificed tonight, well, let's get into that.
I couldn't move, as everyone stared and knelt down. Being tied to a wooden stake, Kaley held the torch, and under me was kindling, sticks, and lanter oil, to say it was my end, was really all but the end. Just, the beginning. Kaley showed no hesitation, laying the torch down, being burned alive is not pleasant. As much, as it was painful, I would never give the satisfactions of showing my physical, pain to any of them. Though, as the sounds of my flesh, clothing, hairs burned, I could only hear the hums of a ritual, one I hadn't heard, and faded into the humms. It was black.
Next thing, I knew, was a cold room, a single cement chair with chain. I sat there, looking into the nothing, but a small crack of the heavy metal door. A single voice, chuckled, and only I remember smirking, as I now I knew, just what this was about. But don't think, I was enthused, it was anything, but enthused.
I suppose, to be continued.
