(A4GM) (switch4switch) Cult of the Shapeshifter.

I couldn't quite remember what caused me to get here... I just know that I was tied up, but where... and why. When I properly opened my eyes I was surrounded by people in robes, all chanting the same thing. I watch them curiously until I notice one of them pulling a short sacrificial dagger and stepping towards me. Starting to panic, I squirm and try everything I can to get out of my rope restrictions watching the dagger get closer and closer before a figure in the background, weilding a sword of something not of this world.

We make eye contact for but a moment before the figure goes on a killing spree, ending the lives of each and every one of them with practiced ease, but the sacrificial dagger finds my throat nonetheless, struggling to breathe as I see my killer with a sword in his back as the world fades to black.

When I come to I find myself in a strange place, not getting much chance to examine whats around me before seeing a giant, chained figure. They seem to be shifting between constant forms, their face, merging and replaced by different faces. Before I could speak or question what happened, they began to address me, 'Greetings little one. I am Shiamak, do not be alarmed as you are not dead. You are merely in transition, but I have stopped you, the Lamb is there to rescue you, though they may not expect to see you survive. I can save you, but you must do as I need. I need you to serve me. I need you, to free me of my bonds"

Hey There! If you read this far and are interested in my plot, please read the rest after this ;3.

This plot is based loosely on Cult of the Lamb.

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