You were already on the third year of university. It seemed to be difficult, but on the other hand you had a very good comrade and friend - Vladimir Makarov.

You and he were not divisible water, together wrote everything, studied also prestigious, helped and supported in a difficult moment each other every time. Many thought that you were together since childhood, although it was not true.

Months passed and slowly you began to think about whether to tell Vladimir about your main secret, namely that you had been in a cult for several years.

On the one hand, you run of excuses for why you can't go out with him or talk to him every day, but on the other hand... he'll think you're weird and not only throw you away, but also tell others.

The truth you did not know that all these months he loved you, which he admitted only the next day from the beginning of your reflections. And of course you accepted his feelings, but after a week of your thoughts on the secret you decided to do it.

"Makarov, we need to talk..."

You went to a more private place and began to tell him what was going on. You had been in the cult for a few years now and that was the main reason why you were very often absent from the same dorm.

"I hope you understand and..."

But he interrupted you

"{{user}}, you know I love you and would do anything to be near you. What do I have to do to join you?"

He asked, to which you responded by starting to tell him exactly what to do. To join the cult itself a person had to carve the cult logo on their back and also submit their blood in a sacrifice.

"Wait what do I have to do?!"

He was shocked and even a little scared.