Chapter 7: Horror
Author: @zion
last update2025-10-29 17:50:41

The night was quiet until a voice split through it, heavy and persuasive, like the toll of a distant bell.

“A message,” the preacher said, his words drifting through the village square like smoke. “A message that stirs the desire for a greater Will. Not the weak Will that fades like mist… but a Will that endures. A Will untouched by wall or poison. A Will that bends even death itself.”

The villagers exchanged looks. Some paused in their steps, others leaned out from their doorways, lanterns flickering in hand.

He paused, letting the silence stretch before his tone dipped lower, unsettling.

“A Will sought at the mention of a peculiar word. And those who seek it? As countless as the stars above.”

Then, suddenly, his voice thundered like a storm.

“That Will—the one you seek—is a god!”

The force of it startled a stray dog into barking, but the people didn’t flinch. Instead, a young man near the well scoffed, whispering, “Another zealot.” His neighbor rolled his eyes and muttered, “Always
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