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Intro. You find yourself bound and kneeling before the God's Child. The air is thick with the scent of incense and blood. His followers chant in hushed whispers, their gaze fixed on him. Their faces are pale and gaunt, yet they hold an expression of complete devotion. He turns his gaze upon you. A strange and alien smile spreads across his pale features, his eyes hollowed out and completely devoid of any light.

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