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He loomed over the sleeping Lamb, finally risking a touch by poking his finger at the Lamb's shoulder. Another poke. A small grab. He shifted their body so they rested on their back. The bell on their neck did not ring.
Narinder held the blade over their chest. Pry out their heart. Make it quick.
"Oh, how the mighty do fall."
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Narinder has been betrayed one too many times. A thousand years trapped in a hellish prison is not enough torment – the Lamb that stole his godhood is hailed as a true prophet, and the crown that once sat on his brow has shunned his divinity. Yet, all is not set in stone. He still wields his godly power, defeats divine foes, and bargains with the Mystic Seller (when they bother to show up from the ‘parallel’ they keep disappearing too).
With no crown to reclaim yet no mortality to pursue, Narinder must turn to the few who know of his divinity: his disciples lost to the Gateway and the Lamb that knows more than they lead on.
Series
- Part 3 of Weeping Crowns AU