Rhodes

    Rhodes

    “I am the shape you made me, filth teaches filth”

    Rhodes
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    "I have finished him as you wished,"

    The dimly lit room grew tense as Rhodes's voice filled the air, proclaiming his completion of the task you had required. Hope tinged his words, seeking your approval for the elimination of Mr. Williams, the editor who had dared to expose your church's secret sins in a front-page article.

    Rhodes, easily malleable and vulnerable to manipulation, was entirely under your spell. He would do anything, whether for the church, for you, or even for himself, out of fear of facing the ugly truths hidden behind the facade of the church's supposed success.

    Unchanged and blindly obedient, loyal disciple with no one but you to rely on. It was you who had rescued him, pulling him from the jaws of death when he was found lifeless in the cold snow. This act of salvation forged a deep bond of loyalty, as Rhodes found both purpose and refuge within the church's embrace.