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Games similar to Cultist SimulatorMy body died. Perhaps my spirit entered the Mansus.
Despair, the wolf that devours thought, devoured me.
I wrestled the Forge to victory. I will not grow old.
I honoured my agreement, but I did not have a friend.
I no longer have any idea what is real, and what is not.
My trial was contentious. But thanks to the Inspector, here I am.
I walked behind the Watchman. I will not grow old.
I dedicated myself to the Hours of struggle and conquest.
I worked. I slaved. I lived a sort of life.
I will be honoured by my peers. And then, one day, I'll die.
I dedicated myself to the mysteries of birth, blood and appetite.
I dedicated myself to the understanding of the Light that leaks from a fiercer place.
I dedicated myself to the Hours which open doors.
I dedicated myself to the drumbeat which can never end.
I dedicated myself to the study of the five Histories, and their thousand demi-real branches.
I dedicated myself to the silence that comes and the cold that ends.
The Wood grows around the walls of the Mansus. As any student of Histories knows, the Mansus has no walls.
I conjured a creature from beyond the skin of the world.
I gorged on the fruits of the sticky Grail. I will not grow old.
I have answered the riddle of the Stag Door, and am counted among the Know.
It has pleased the Peacock Door to yield to my entry.
The Sun has his course, and so do I.
I have made the necessary sacrifice to enter the Mansus through the Spider Door.
I dedicated myself to the fire that changes and remakes.
I shaped a mighty believer from the fires of the Forge.
I pledged a believer to the Feast of the Grail.
I forged a believer into a true instrument of Knock.
I drew a believer to the endless Dance of the Heart.
I dedicated myself to chaos, and the unexpected Hours.
I led a believer to the Wood of the Moth.
I have joined the storm-chorus of the Thunderskin. Never shall I cease.
I have become something winged, dark and undying; something that no longer exists.
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Speech may not pass the White Door, but I may.
She wants very much to be found.
We find, we think, a way.
We seem a suited pair.
I may give him his reward.
I sharpened a believer to their deadliest Edge.
I am drunk with her.
I would not say it ended badly.
Now we are scholars of the heart.
One by one we douse the flames.
I cast a believer onto the Lantern's path.
She ensures I have sweet dreams.
Our home is littered with his notes.
It is hard to tell, with him, whether to laugh or cry.
He thanks me afterwards.
Our flesh may tire. We may grow old. But I will not regret.
Our house is home to fluttering things.
We dream the same pink dreams.
Life is not easy with her.
Our heartbeats quicken together.
We are happy, I think.
We gorged on the fruits of the sticky Grail. We will not grow old.
We have joined the storm-chorus of the Thunderskin. Never shall we cease.
We walked behind the Watchman. We will not grow old.
We wrestled the Forge to victory. We will not grow old.
I am well repaid.
The Meniscate favoured us.
I was consumed, but another I rose higher
The Meniscate favoured me.
I am a successful trophy.
I was lost to another I's glory
That is enough.
He is the melody of love, and I hear him now.
We have become something winged, dark and undying; something that no longer exists.
I was devoured, but another I rose higher