The Forgotten God
Ash yelled, jumping out of the way as the corpse shattered through, limbs falling akimbo and twisting into inhuman positions as it landed.
What once had been a man groaned, his spine wrenched around to face the front, rendering him unable to move. In life he would have been used to that, crippled as an adolescent, but now his body moved instinctively, forcing wasted legs to walk, no pain preventing them. And still he tried to move, bones beginning to protrude through thin skin with his efforts.
"Christ!"
"No, Christ hasn't returned just yet," a voice from beyond the ruined door answered "I have my doubts whether he will. You people would just crucify him once again rather than listen to reas
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