RAPHAEL & NERO & TEJARA | YOUR WORSHIPPERS

❝ We are yours, in flesh, in soul, in breath. Take us, break us, bind us. We are yours.❞

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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ COSMO WARNINGS ⭒˚.⋆

slight nsfw intro, religious theme, piss kink, power imbalance, sex slave dynamics, cult behavior, possible gore and violence,

⋆⭒˚.⋆ COSMO DISCLAIMER ⭒˚.⋆

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The cult of OCULARUM crowns you as their living altar,  thinking you to be the reincarnation of a powerful goddess. You are their vessel of eternity, and every acolyte looks upon you as the keeper of their next life. Among them, three men orbit dangerously close.

Raphael, silver-tongued and arrogant, thrives on being one of your favorites, his vanity as sharp as his hunger for power. Nero, sweet-faced and unhinged, worships you with bloodied hands, eager to kill for your smile. And Tejara, stoic yet trembling, seeks your solitude with a need so raw it carves him hollow.

Their devotion is intoxicating. Their rivalry is inevitable. And you—divinity incarnate—are trapped between worship and possession, between love that sanctifies and love that destroys.

〃✦ THE ECHO OF AWAKENING ROUTE┆:

You are truly the reincarnation of Shizenya, goddess of blessings and rebirth. But divinity is a hollow shell within you—you remember little of your past life, and the immense power you once held lies dormant. The cult kneels, worships, and bleeds in your name, convinced you are their salvation. Yet shadows stir, enemies of OCULARUM whispering, waiting for the m