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Kneeling on the wet earth, the young man waited with a new sense of being. The priestess stood in front of him. She stood tall; her gaunt face deceptively hid the spirit of persuasion she practiced daily.
The other initiates waited for her instructions.
'You have made Mallabus proud with your will to engage on the true path. After you have taken the oath you will become an acolyte, blessed by the Mallabus himself. Be proud young ones, for you will stand by his side on the day of judgment.'
The young men and women, disillusioned with the failed rebellions against the string of weak crowns and the failed insurgencies against them, they found strength and power in the name of forgotten god.
In unison they repeated.
All we desire is a pillar of truth
We have nothing to lose, for we were borne of nothing
We will not live with the lie, day to day
We all wait for something worth dying for
Mallabus will kill the pain of nothing inside
We will not ask what we can do for the crown,
but what the crown has done to us
We realize the only reason we live
is because he has chosen to show us mercy
We are broken on the truth
We will not offer to the world
the world will be offered to us
We will end the prayer for someone to save us
and start saving ourselves
We will end with this lie and begin with the truth
Our mistakes have been forgotten, our downfall recorded
We live to serve and die for the truth of the Mallabus
The priestess stood silent and nodded. They were ready, prepared to impart the truth upon the unwilling. They would either convert or die.
Mallabus be blessed. Amen.
S
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The general who advances without seeking fame and retreats without fearing disgrace, whose only thought is to protect his country and do service for his sovereign, is the jewel of his kingdom. -Sun Wu
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