Cultist Simulator

Thine be the Glory

I walked behind the Watchman. I will not grow old.

Church of the Bright Edge

I dedicated myself to the Hours of struggle and conquest.

Unflinching Order

I dedicated myself to the fire that changes and remakes.

Order of the Bloody Cup

I dedicated myself to the mysteries of birth, blood and appetite.

Temple Unceasing

I dedicated myself to the drumbeat which can never end.

Society of the Holy Wound

I dedicated myself to the Hours which open doors.

Mirror of Glory

I dedicated myself to the understanding of the Light that leaks from a fiercer place.

Wildwood Club

I dedicated myself to chaos, and the unexpected Hours.

Society of St Hydra

I dedicated myself to the study of the five Histories, and their thousand demi-real branches.

Children of Silence

I dedicated myself to the silence that comes and the cold that ends.

In the Midst of my Life, in a Dark Wood

The Wood grows around the walls of the Mansus. As any student of Histories knows, the Mansus has no walls.

Speechless at Sunset

Speech may not pass the White Door, but I may.

What Has It Got In Its Pocketses?

I have answered the riddle of the Stag Door, and am counted among the Know.

Beaded with Blood

I have made the necessary sacrifice to enter the Mansus through the Spider Door.

In the Glassgarden

It has pleased the Peacock Door to yield to my entry.

An Assassin

I sharpened a believer to their deadliest Edge.

A Reshaper

I shaped a mighty believer from the fires of the Forge.

A Cyprian

I pledged a believer to the Feast of the Grail.

A Tarantellist

I drew a believer to the endless Dance of the Heart.

A Key

I forged a believer into a true instrument of Knock.

A Seer

I cast a believer onto the Lantern's path.

A Skintwister

I led a believer to the Wood of the Moth.

The Rest Is Silence

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My Constancy Assured

I have joined the storm-chorus of the Thunderskin. Never shall I cease.

Hairless and Semi-Perishable

We wrestled the Forge to victory. We will not grow old.

Smooth Without, Dead Within

We gorged on the fruits of the sticky Grail. We will not grow old.

Thine be the Ghoul

We walked behind the Watchman. We will not grow old.

Our Constancy Assured

We have joined the storm-chorus of the Thunderskin. Never shall we cease.

The Dodo and the Draugr

We have become something winged, dark and undying; something that no longer exists.

The House of the Moon

The House of My Moon

Unsealed and Unseamed

In the Fifth History alone, I will rise like a wave and hood myself to mark what I have become.

The Mare and Me

Nothing Must Be Forgotten

I carry the colours of lost Hours with me like a coal of rosy fire.

All The Infections That The Sun Sucks Up

The Other Side of the World

I couldn't risk them picking up the trail again.

The Sweet Bones

NO RECKONERS, NO EXCEPTIONS.

Velvet House

I've been poor, I've been rich, and I've learnt that I'd rather be rich.

Only the Best

'I have one very specific recommendation for the contract...'

Employment Opportunities

Somehow I can't stop thinking about it...

Keep the Sunset Company

There's a lot of the world, and it's not all mapped yet.

Call It A Christmas Present

I don't think it really qualifies as a cadaver, so much as a souvenir.

Eternity's Sustention

The Corrivality is the world's engine.

Too Much Fun

The opposite of battle is death.

Fire's Final Function

The Wolf and all the wandering flames will feast.

Kinship

Any student of Histories knows: as within, so without. One way or another.