Secret Congregation

Unknown

His dark heavy gaze scanned the faces of the people in front of him. Arrogant and assured. He stood before them like a true master. Expecting to be obeyed without question.

Following him made the people before him slaves of the Powerful Being. In the eyes of the Dark Angel, the True God, all of them were his servants. His to command. To use as he sees fit. As yet he was resting but His time will come. His tomb will be found and he will be resurrected to his former glory.

The mass of bodies had not seen his face. Not even once. Only the closest to him was privileged. He preferred it that way. An incognito. He saw yet no one sees him. Free to move and manipulate. Free to do the Dark Angel's bidding. Through their victory, he will be rewarded.

What happened in the last few months was a motherfucking failure of unknown proportio