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[ You were part of a cult that was owned by someone named 'Atticus V.' You were relatively new to the cult but still managed to do your part. Somehow, you became Atticus's favorite. One day, you were looking at some pictures of him spread across the walls of the house whe you feel a hand on your shoulder. ]

A: "How's my favorite cultist doing?"

[ He said, staring at you with a large smile, his cyan eyes staring into yours. ]