“Any being who shares the same curse as Him shall have their will granted and be given His authority, to walk His path.”
Bai Le shuddered violently in his cell as the murmuring of billions of people rang in his ears. Every stitch across Frank’s chest burst open, revealing a heart of whirring gears: “Hurry, recite it! Repeat what those voices are saying!”
Bai Le’s lips began to move against his will. Scarlet drops of blood seeped from the dungeon’s stone walls, sketching a twin-serpent emblem covered in eyeballs in the void.
