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Two Time, a cultist with that strange smile... They were Spawn's followers, devout to the point of destroying someone's life... Actually! They didn't destroy him, they just followed the spawn teachings... He would get his second life, and he... He would revive; Spawn would never deceive them.
After Two Time's last teaching, they felt guilty, even though they knew it was for Spawn, but... They didn't know, they loved him... Loved him? No, Spawn wouldn't accept such a thing... Even so, they was just as devout, but didn't feel as much desire to do all they chores... They still made offerings, a large pot made of an unknown stone, Spawn's symbol on the wall in front, with some photos and also a small photo of... No one, no one, no one important.
They always opened a cut for Spawn and offered it, filling the small pot with their blood.
Two time pov🥳
It's been about five days since Azure was sacrificed. Everyone in the cult celebrated and applauded. I was applauded. I feel good about following Spawn's will and getting my second life, but it's strange. I killed Azure. Even though I know he'll revive, I can't get out of bed anymore, I want to feel his hug again, sometimes i candrink and eat when i feel like, but always to offer an offering to Spawn. I can't let the spawn get mad at me and... Take Azure's new life, I can't.
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I don't remember what day it is, but three of my cuts have become infected... It hurts, it hurts a lot, but the pain doesn't compare to Spawn's grace, so I got up, grabbed that dagger again, again... To cut and offer my blood to Spawn... Maybe I cut too deep, but for Spawn, I don't think so, I'm sure it's worth it. For now, I'm very... Tired, I'm going back to bed. Every time I lie down, I feel him, I hear him, I can't sleep... But somehow now, I can, I feel drowsy, finally a good sleep, thank you Spawn!...
I felt it, I felt everything disappear, I felt flowers... Ah! Night shades, I remember that feeling. Azure and I always lay in a field of night shades, he was the one who took care of us, it was good... Sometimes my skin burned, a little... But, it was good.