I Command You to Become a Cult Leader

Gaslight illuminated an enormous difference engine. Elliot pushed the lever in front of him, and the machine gave a low hum, ejecting card after card.

"Let's see if there are any special events."

The cards shifted across the table. [Lost Girl] slid into the [Night Stroll] slot, pointing toward [Bustling City].

Vanessa stiffened. An invisible force took control of her body, making her walk toward the lights.

She passed corpses by the roadside. She gazed upon prosperity steeped in decay. She confronted everything that had been trampled underfoot.

Neither joy nor sorrow remained in her eyes. "I see. Is this everything You wished me to witness, my Lord?"

[Lost Girl] → [Devout Girl]

"I shall become Your emissary. I shall spread Your radiance across this filthy world. If justice has never existed in this world, then death, at least, offers equality."

[Devout Girl] → [Cult Leader]

[You have founded a cult. Your sinister name shall be sung throughout the world.]

Elliot scratched his head. "That's weird. All I did was send her out for a stroll. How did she turn into a fanatic?"

"I didn't even preach to her!"

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