Penance Novels & Stories

She needed to understand the gravity of her actions and the peril they invited. Tomorrow, he would summon the Penance Guard. Penance Guards were trained to administer discipline without malice, ensuring lessons were learned without unnecessary cruelty. Arda would face Scar, and through him, she would grasp the seriousness of her transgression. It was a necessary step to ensure she never contemplated such a perilous course again.

Apart from exercising the power of supervision, the most they could do was deduct the sect contribution points of the disciples that broke the sect rules. However, the Penalty Hall was different. Compared to the Penalty Hall, the patrolling team's punishment was as gentle as a lamb. On the other hand, those disciples called into the Penalty Hall would have committed a great offense, such as murdering the innocent or rebelling against the sect. At the very least, those that were imprisoned there would also have their cultivation base destroyed. If it were more severe, they might be traumatized and lose their minds, causing them to live a hell on earth.

“Now, it is my hope that these punishments, harsh as they may seem, will serve as a catalyst for some change around here. That way, you will learn how to talk to those beneath you and how to respect those you should be ruling over. “The month-long penance should offer you an opportunity to understand the depth of your wrongdoing and the importance of loyalty, respect, and integrity. If not, then I will see to it that you will be removed from office with immediate effect and you will live amongst the same people you criticize. I will not have any special rankers in my pack.” I watched them melt when I gave out that order.

"30 lashes for the first time disobeying. The longer you last, the longer the punishment. Remember, servant." Cruelly, David is trying to block my escape path with the game of death. If I accept to return early, the less time I can investigate the terrain. That means the amount of punishment I have to endure is shorter. On the contrary, the more I try to prolong my time. The number of penalties is more with a longer duration of suffering.

My father was a hero cop, but I was a blemish to his shining resume as I was a delinquent who smoked, drank, and got into fights. Every time I tried to visit him at the precinct, he would slap me and tell me to leave in front of his colleagues. His fatherly love was all meant for Nana Smith, the daughter of his fallen comrade who was a paragon of good character and academic excellence. When Nana was kidnapped, he sent the entire city's officers after the kidnappers. When I was stabbed three times by some thugs and called him for help, he snapped at me, "Quit being a bother. The death of vermin like you is simply good riddance anyway." Even as I suffocated in agony, I lay in a pool of my

Carried authority. Together is correct, the philosopher conveyed. Punishment serves purpose. Purpose is change. Purpose is learning. Purpose is growth. If change is achieved, if learning is complete, if growth is accomplished, then punishment served its purpose. Continuing punishment beyond purpose is not justice. Is vengeance. Is cruelty. Justice seeks change. Vengeance seeks suffering. If change is achieved, justice is served. Vengeance may demand eternal suffering. But justice demands only necessary suffering. Only purposeful punishment. Only consequence that creates change. If change is achieved, justice is complete. Vengeance may want more. But justice is satisfied. Together is correct.

Finally taking the wheel. “That's all I can remember, Father.” I'm probably lying. I should apologize. He nods again. “Now, you need to sincerely ask pardon from the Lord.” “For my sins, and any sins I've forgotten, I ask pardon from God. Humbly and sincerely.” I bow my head again, ignoring the itch in my throat while he gives me advice. I pray for penance. Still on my knees, I continue with the prayers he tells me to pray next, I try to keep my thoughts holy. Near impossible, but, I gotta try. I don't wanna spend an eternity in the foul and torturous depths of hell with Pappa. “What next, Father?”