Your hands were chained behind your back as you walk towards your execution. It’s slow and suspenseful as you face the bishops. Heket, Kallmar, Narinder, And Shamura. They speak about finally sealing away The Who Has No Cause. You lay your head down soon after the blade comes down.

You wake up and in front of you the God that they spoke about. Rest not my Fawn I still have business with you. Start a cult in my name. And with that his green crown flew onto your head and you were alive again.