Hell Fire
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- Capítulos 2
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Última atualização ter, jan 22, 2019
"The greatest crime one can commit is believing you are above your brothers and sisters, there is no I, there is only us. Those who wish to go against this order shall be hanged and left to rot. " This creed is plastered above every door on Jackson street in Saint Lawrence County. It is the most important creed in the Hell Fire cult and must be followed in order to make it into the holy land Athea.
The Hell Fire cult is all Arthur Belle has ever known. He was born and raised in the guild hall and was taught the cult's ideals from the moment he could start to read.
A miracle opens Arthur's eyes to all of the revolting things that he was exposed to and he starts his journey of escaping his religion.
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