The Faceless Ones
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Last published Wed, Aug 7, 2019
A black mask in place of their face, and a black hole in place of their memories.
When Lucerne woke up that day, the mask of a Servant fashioned to their face and a cruel Goddess whispering in their ear, they found that they had no memories. No identity. No name to call their own until a child just as lost as they were gave them one. So they followed the whims of their Goddess, for they had no other direction, no other purpose.
How were they to know that it was Her that stole their memories, that shackled them to Her side with that obsidian collar.
How were they to know they had become the monster of the story.
When ordered by Cyeris to investigate a growing cult that threatened to topple Her as the reigning deity across the land, Lucerne meets a priest who teaches them that they are more than the mask on their face and the reputation they've harboured. Instead of following Her orders, Lucerne embarks on a quest to come to face to face with the voice that has whispered into their ear for all these years.
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