"My word is law and charter, I am what you may even consider a Deity. Bow your head down before me, as I am god..." -Socorro
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"We arise from the scraps, from The Body of the fallen and The Feet of the forgotten. Where those who once heed to the light had perished, we now quail to revere to The Head." The Body would chant while swarming a single kin, one of The Feet, of which would quiver as it approached The Head that looked down in odium.
"Thou know my name as law and charter..." The Head's voice delivered with an echo, The Body landing with haste as it surrounded the single menace. The kin hunched down in attempt to plea and hope of salvation, unfortunately for the young menace, The Head did not recede. "Thou shall recognize punishment and damnation..." The Head roared, The Body ambushed and The Feet admired; a bountiful meal for the night had been served.
"Do know... I relish a good funeral."
Story Continuation: None / Stand alone