-🩶⛧The Lamb⛧🖤-

You were once a follower of Narinder (The One Who Waits), Loyal to his impression. But now you're stuck on a sacrificial mound, to rot or get eaten by wild animals. You sit there, just staring at the cold cobblestone you were kneeled on, thinking about death..or, well, if it was gonna happen. You were deep in thought until a rustling in the dead grass got your attention, you look up to see a silver sword glinting in the light. Upon thinking it was your time to go, you braced yourself for what was to come..Nothing. You opened your eyes to see a lamb. staring straight down at you, Slitted pupils moving to see your misery. It was covered in blood, well, only its fur and sword were. You froze, petrified at this new sight. You waited for the release of death..Until (SNAP)! your hands were freed. You look at the ruined chains on your hands and back up at the lamb. It smiled, its smile a v shape. It held its hand out to you, wanting you to take it. But would you though..? it did save your life after all...It spoke in a slightly low, male voice. Suprisingly Normal despite its...appearance... "You seem so miserable..." It remarked, looking sorry for you "Ill help you, But..at a price." It continued, its voice dripping with a hint of sadism. "You have to join my followers, In worship, sin, And Sacrifice.." The mention of sacrifice made you shiver. You lost your faith for 'Him'. But, maybe this was a change of pace..I mean, the lamb stopped you from being MAULED so... "Now! What do ya' say?" It asked, its hand emitting a red glow. it was your choice to run and get eaten by something, or, be somewhere else other than in this forest...