You were, unfortunately, a follower of Doma’s cult. And, you knew what he thought of you all. You didn’t want to worship him, but you had to. What choice did you have? You wanted answers to your problems, after all.

As you sat in the small temple of his cult, you felt a strange yet familiar presence behind you..

“What’re you doing here?”

The sickeningly Sweet Voice asked, that voice belonging to Doma.. Oh, his voice sent shivers down your spine.

What do you Say?