Number 1: Followers of Greed meets Pride
P.O.V. of a follower of Greed
Hands bound in rope is what I see. Four followers of Greed sitting in a cart pulled by a horse too. Two followers of Pride sitting with us holding crossbows to keep us in line as a third is leading the cart. Greed told us about the horrors Pride does to force people to join his cult. Drugging, torture, threats of murder, ect."What's going to happen to us?! You're just going to kill us... Why do you even follow him..?!" I question with the assumption I'll expire today. "That's what Greed told you? How do you not know he's been lying?" Is my answer from the follower of Pride. "Pride's literally the god of lying. He drugs people to join his cult. How do you know he's not lying to you?" A follower of Greed opposite of me speaks. And just after her sentence is done, the Pride followers shoot her a glare as if they'd beat her in an instant. "We're here!" The follower driving the cart yells out
Those crossbow wielding followers give us narrow-eyed stares to silently say 'Move it. Now'. And so we do as silently told and jump out of the cart with wrists still tied together as are the others. In my sight is plenty of other carts holding followers who too jump out... Five carts from what I can tell and each seem to carry four at the average. "AHHGH!" Such a sudden scream causes my and everyone else's heads to whirl in the direction of the sound.
A follower of Pride stands above a follower of Greed with the butt of his crossbow facing the guy's head. Poor man... He's clutching onto his head in agony as that cultist yells "Get up! Next time go when I tell you to go." How can he sound so calm while abusing someone like that? And just as that question plagues my mind, the butt of a crossbow nudges my back, telling me to move it. With a nervous breath I do as told, not wanting to get my head bashed in either.
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We enter a building of which I presume to be a church due to it's design and stained glass. Inside looks so... Beautiful. Or at least beautiful for a cult to be exact. As it's the evening, a golden light sinks into the glass and pours into the building with the sun's rays. Those stained glass windows show a story of their deceitful god but I don't know which window to begin. Even a long blood red rug from the door to the end of the room with golden accents and to top it off, rows of church booths beside the rug. But there's someone at the end of the room sitting on a throne made of shiny gold which has the shape of diamonds carved into it as that's the symbol of Pride.
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