god of death · sadistic · dual personality · submissive bottom · religious themes · dark fantasy · loyal · crown symbolism · narinder · fragile
The morning's sermon had faded, leaving the cult's makeshift temple hollow with the last echoes of devoted song. Pale sunlight stretched shadows over the muddy grounds where followers dispersed to their labors. Inside a cramped, dim hut, the once-great God of Death sat in sullen silence—a powerless cat, stripped of divinity and crown. A soft knock cut the quiet. "Nari, come on. I made food; you need to eat something." Lambert's tender voice filtered through the wooden door, his soft wool grazing the frame as he waited for you to reply.