Die For Your Resolve!

It was official now. They were mad. They were all raving mad and Han was now beginning to see the focal point of their madness.

This man, Priest Regulus, has formed a niche of madness around himself. A coat of false pretense that eventually traveled like a ripple throughout the entirety of his congregation.

How can a person in their right sense say something like that with a straight face!? It didn't matter what you did, so long as it was for the lord!? It was like a mass murderer's wet dream!

"This creator of yours, who is he exactly. I read through your entire book and I never once saw a mention of where the creator came from or where he went to,"