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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2023 2:48 pm
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While she watched him, he let his gaze wander towards the manor beyond her, eyes skimming across curtainless windows, watching the activities on display, his features never changing to show what he thought of such things.
"Yes, power. All that you lost, and perhaps a bit more. I want my Disciples to be strong." They would need to be to weather the coming storm.
"My Father, Caine, is as good as gone, sleeping beneath his ruined temple. My Mother, Lilith, has broken the chains that bound her to him and fled to the Wastelands." He finally turned his gaze back to hers; the darkness of his eyes had begun to glow brighter, a burning ember from deep within increasing in vibrancy.
"Your clan is a slave to its vices. I could fix that for you or all of them if you desire. If you become one of my Disciples, of course." His lips turned up at their corners, offering her a small smile.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2023 9:38 am
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She came to stand before him, and he held her gaze with his own. It was either that, or he would look at the various activities happening all around and beyond.
As interesting as that may be, it was also incredibly distracting.
He nodded his head at her words, considering them carefully, a smirk pulling up his lips in response to her smile. She wasn't ashamed of who she was or her clan, and he appreciated that. Though she wanted her clan to be freed of the necessity of their vices, the vices themselves would remain.
"Now," He moved closer to her, "You will do very little. I recommend accepting the bond like the gift it is; it seems to hurt less that way...Unless you're into that sort of thing." His smirk grew, and as he was now close enough to her, he lifted a hand and placed it on her head.
She would feel a power surge through her then, rushing through every fibre of her being and converging on the essence buried deep within her core. The bond, the gift, and the promise of power flowed through her and burned away the last remnants of whatever part of Caine remained, including the curse on her clan. With that curses removal, a shockwave effect would pulse out from within her, an unseen energy that struck every member of her clan and changed them.
No longer would their vices cause them weakness. The could indulge as much or as little as they desired to no detriment to their vitality.
As for the bond, the more she fought against it, the more painful it would be. Within moments, however, whether she fought or not, that new tether to her God would snap into place, securing her as one of Grendel's new Disciples.
And through that bond, power was perhaps more significant than she had ever felt. With each Disciple he made, Grendel seemed to become stronger, and all of his Disciples stronger in turn.
His eyes were burning brighter than ever when he removed his hand and stepped back, though they quickly dimmed, cooling to a deep red.
"It is done."
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