Hooray for story format...I was bored.
Location: Cathedral
Moderator business, now leave me alone
After the introduction at the amphitheater (and filling out a ridiculous form with very serious answers) I went to a place where I was requested. Where could this be you ask?
"Why do those religous freaks want to see me?"
"Maybe they want you dead? I do rest inside you."
I stopped walking when I heard it say that, after all the Possessor never tried to help me before.
I smiled and said, "Or...or maybe they don't want you in control."
"Lies they all hate you, do not fall for their trap!"
I heard the fear in the Possessor's voice so I ran toward the cathedral as fast as I could.
As I came closer I heard it say, "STOP! Please! ... You give me no CHOICE."
At that my vision started to blur and I felt, drained, like I would never feel anything again. I had to stop it from stealing my streangth, so I stumbled into the cathedral. To find instant relief? No, I found 20 monks all staring at me with scorn on their faces.
"Speak demon! Why are you here, tell us before we kill you!"
I stuttered out, "Someone t-t-told me you sssent for me."
"None of us would DARE invite in the likes of you!"
I didn't know what to say so after much mumbling I said the first thing that came to mind (even if it wasn't exactly true), "M-moderator business, now l-leave me alone."
Why would someone make up a lie like that? Could it have something to do with the trials? No...I think?
They whispered to each other than the leader of them came up and said, "The only reason you are still alive is because if we killed you we would be breaking the commandment 'Respect all Moderators, Admins, and those they send.' now get away from the shrine of McNeely. I know it pains you anyway."
I managed to say, "The shrine does not pain me, in fact I am a strong believer in McNeely. The Possessor, or 'demon' is what is hurt. I am not evil I've just inherited, more than physical possessions from my ancestors," I thought I might as well take the trial here seeing as I am so weak, "Can you wake me when the trials start?" right before I passed out.