TPoB (First Draft)
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A young man born into family with a cult like religion is now a year away from becoming their religious leader. He, unlike his siblings, doesn't want anything to do with it and suffers through hardships as he makes the tough decision as to whether obey and become the prophet or break free from the chains of his father's will.
CONTENT WARNING: Contains mild themes of death, abuse, underaged alcohol usage, rape, blood, and controversial views on religion.
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