Are there others? I met someone last sun. Could they have been another? The few times I embark into town, I expect to see a glimpse of the life my followers live, but it is clear that I have left my human prison behind. They must have, indeed. Some kind of trance? No, it would need to be engraved on the human soul from birth, but then again the children can see the holy beings, the other animals as well. Perhaps they wear a certain mark, one only possessed by the instantly forgotten, ones that were born into this form.
Whatever the answer, I am not alone. I can see them clearly now, the others like myself, proof I no longer walk with the humans. Instead we walk among the humans, but they we nothing like them. I watched her take things from them, and I watched them forget of her. She was taken off guard to see me staring at her, it was as if she thought I was a child, a grave offence.
The other followed me to my kingdom, back to where I rule almighty. Not even my people could see her, I was astonished. In her unknowing fault, the woman continued with her act. I had them kill her. Death, but was she alive? The remains of her life are no more, so was she ever real? If they can't command the humans, I am clearly still god.
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Penther
HorrorA man who lives in an isolated community begins to kidnap people. While in his procession he straps them to a chair and hypnotizes them into believing he is their god. As time goes on, he falls into his own madness, and begins to believe his delusi...
