The Powers That Be/Matthew

From Create Your Own Story

"Today they release you from the dungeon.", you thought. That was a blessing, however you looked at it. It was not, by any standard, a comfortable prison. For one, it was filled with dead bodies, rotting and stinking up the area. You were free to make snarky comments, simply because you had withdrawn into your shell. At least, your true form had. Your true form, as it was termed,by you, was your personality, memories and thoughts, bundled up and taken away from the relentless torture you had been experiencing physically. You could no longer feel the pain, instead watching as if simply a spectator as you were placed on the receiving end of numerous torture devices. You had attempted to converse with this other person, but it had not been pleasant, as he had just quoted lines from the Book of Rapture, which you recognized from having the scripture screamed at you in the early stages of conditioning. It had made you flinch as you remembered the sting of the whips on your then unblemished skin, causing you to stay away from the rage-filled version of you.

They had taken you away from everyone you loved, and everything you knew. Your uncle was a member of the cult of Rapture, ostracized from the family because of his religion. Normally that would been have met with your disapproval, but the cult of Rapture involved far more murder than you felt was right

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