The Cursed, The Ghost, and The Mask
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Last published Thu, Jun 15, 2023
In a world with ghosts, demons and devils, do gods exist?
Siase wakes up, and realizes that she's not alone. At least, in spirit she isn't. Siase can see ghosts. Sometimes it's just a shadow, other times they try to communicate to her through common hauntings. Always the same message, "join us". After her childhood friend(Crush?)'s funeral, Siase finds solace through a cult. Entirely incognito, the mysterious and muscular cult leader "El Drago" gives Siase a task. Help stop the possibility of an apocalypse.
Matthew has always felt warm. One day they discover that they can become even warmer. Extremely warm. Burning. The pyrokinetic receives a letter from the Church of Ascension, inviting them to learn the ways of the Blessed. They accept, anything to control their destructive flames, while continuing their classes at Flamel University of Alchemy. However, their source of their flames will soon overpower any religion.
Cadmus has an unusual perception of reality. "When I say Sacrificial Offering, what comes to mind?" To Cadmus, this also means appreciating a meal. They see life as Quid Pro Quo. Anything you take you must give. It is an essential lesson taught at Flamel University to understand alchemy. When they find out that the Church is seeking out the Horsemen of John, Cadmus turns to a cult. They find out the church may be seeking the Philosopher's Stone, or something much, much worse.
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