GODISDEAD - The Good Shepherd
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Last published Thu, Oct 30, 2025
1960's, the cold days of romania after the horrific events of war world two.
Everything is quiet. Too quiet.
Dorian, an excommunicated monk, wasn't that fazed by the silence of his small village - but, one day, he finds out the dense layers of fog aren't actually fog, but steam from the lake along. Below, hell cracked open through the waters, its gates revealing a boiling world, and now demons are trying to replace god himself. Dorian cannot ignore such events due to his loyalty, and tries protecting his beliefs, slowly ruining himself in the process.
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I'm a 14 year old balkan person who barely knows how to pronounce shit right- so do not expect extremely good grammar please💔
all art used is drawn by me ( @romanglezanthony on Insta )
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violent scenes
mentions of s,ex
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