The Creed's Emergence
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Huling na-publish Sat, Feb 11, 2023
Welcome to the Church of Decay, where the walls drip with blood.
Do you seek to embody the horrific scenery you're met with?
The blood, the chaos, the terrors.
Do you seek to join the Church no matter how heart-wrenching it may be?
Even if your soul cries out for help?
Will you answer that cry?
Or will you submit?
Do you believe that you can endure the hardships?
The fear, the agony, the weight of sin?
Do you believe you can face the horror?
The wars, the monstrosities, the VEIL?
. . . .
It all began with an atomic bomb.
Not the Church.
But the life of someone that will change E V E R Y T H I N G .
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