《Mystic ink: Mother's word.》 Sermon. Footsteps wrung out of the corridor, echoing with weight, not a sound otherwise heard from the chamber at its end. The soft steps of the Sisters always muffled by the soft satin slippers alike to the dresses they don, journey forth to what could only be called a work of the profound; there are no doors here, no secrets from those who inhabit this place. All hall ways lead to the entrance of the church and the entrance leads to all the children. Never a spec of doubt or fear would be seen on the inhabitant''s face regarding this, it was Mother''s will, to have them connected, open and sharing of their practices. This didn''t mean that anyone was allowed into the church and the Brother''s made sure only the pious could roam these floors. The soft, coordinated steps of the Sister''s continued to echo through the corridor, growing in weight with the passing of every open room; younger Sister''s joined the procressesion for the glorious occasion. Natalie led her darling young ones to the chamber, one could say she was gorgeous, regal and overwhelmingly charming. All children knew her as Mother''s first daughter, while they all could speak and be with Mother at any time, all were truly envious of her to be the first blessed. Like all Sisters Natalie''s back was exposed from the bottom of her back to her shoulders, showing the world of a Glyph belonging to only Mother; for only she knew how to create it, the Blessing to all her children. Her dress however still being satin was sheer, seethrough and tinted red, revealing her body entirely. Ceremonial of nature and only used when she came to pass Mother''s wishes.The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Entering the chamber the Sister''s seamlessly walked towards theamphitheatre behind the podium which Natalie now stood. The sisters would always sit higher and behind her during the sermon while the Brother''s would kneel on both legs in rows of 10 from the walkway of the entrance to said podium, until they reached the walls that climb the height of5 men and spanning the width of 50, an arched ceiling painted with the vision of Mother lovingly looking down at her arms cradling a daughter. The brothers kneel shoulder to shoulder, clad in simple linens and sturdy boots. Both arms donned with 3 silver bracelets, each with multiple crystals and different Glyphs. A necklace with a pure azure crystal the size of a fat walnut laid on their collarbones weighed their heads far more than any simpleton could understand. Despite being simply dressed and oddly having so much jewelry anyone who saw the Brothers would be drawn to the warmth of their smiling eyes. Natalie standing at the podium inbetween theamphitheatre filled with her Sister''s and the carpeted floor filled with her Brother''s stood solemnly. Natalie gazed into the eyes of her Brother''s with sharp intent, she had been waiting decades for this moment. Once all Sister''s were seated and once again silence loomed over the churches Hall of words; Natalie spoke a single sentence, firmly with no intonations of anything but the words being a single simple truth. "Mother has spoken: It is time foraristocracy to die." i dont know what im doing. Sitting on a rocking chair, crafted by her finest Son''s was evidently confused; staring at the doorway pondering what had just happened. One moment she was with her beloved daughter Natalie and the next she was out the door. Natalie''s actions had been weighing on Cassandra for a while; while being an adopted and completely and utterly adorable, it seemed like no matter what she tried there was always a distance. Be it whipping, skinning, licking or kissing Natalie seemed to have some kind of immunity to Cassandra''s love. There are some situations in life that are utterly infuriating and that is exactly where Cassandra finds herself right now, 30 years after finally uniting the conitnent; though she would never take credit, ignored by her lover and distraught from her daughter running off whenever they spoke of simple tribulations. *sigh* "Why is it everytime I try to open up to her, she runs away when I explain what is bothering me ?" Cassandra monologue''s, staring at the skinless whore tied above her bed. Her beloved''s fiance had gone missing 17 years ago and has never been sighted since, Cassandra thought her children exceptional for their performance; though still confused as to how they knew her need for the woman to be strung and stripped. After living for some 40 odd years in the body of an teenager Cassandra had started to sense with reality, attending court, her love and not to mention her experiments. "I''ve really have got to figure out what to do with these idiot''s, they whine *mother mother* despite being failure''s. Only me and master Hall deserve to be immortal, Natalie as well, but she earned it; my darling daughter."This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. Staring at the skinless yet not to be corpse stapled to the crown of her bed, Cassandra decided; not only was it time, it was the perfect moment. Calling for whom Natalie titled "eldest brother" Cassandra impatiently waited. --- Tyrus heard his name being called, yelled through the empty corridor, "Eldest brother ! Eldest brother, Mother calls for you !" A simple sentence that every child craves to hear, "mother calls for me" Tyrus ecstatic yet feeling trepidation fumbled and ran, ignoring the one who called him. Tyrus with his ridiculously long red curly hair bouncing along as if being a cloud on drugs; trailing along the pale body of what could only be called as a failure by the brother''s, arrived to Mothers door. "Enter." Cassandra muttered, absently staring at the flayed woman, still. Tyrus entering the Mother''s room was overjoyed and could not believe the fortune which had happened upon him, she had called for him ! her words were worth more than any gold coin, any spell, even the finest pleasures never felt like what her words did and yet here he was speaking to her! Cassandra sullen, still stared at what one would call a corpse, her eyes focused and determined, slowly her visage of a goddess turned to meet Tyrus''s eye''s; a deathly chill spreading through the room. Cassandra gazed into him as if there was some kind of unfathomable secret to be found while Tyrus could only realize while the Brothers kneeled, for she truly was a God. "Why does my darling Natalie always run away when I''m sad ?!" Cassandra exclaims.??Tyrus, kneeling, dumbfounded and distraught answers "Mother, she cannot stand you to be sad so she seeks to rectify it as a proper familial daughter would." --- "Mother has spoken, today Aristocracy will die" (or whatever i said before.) holy crap this chapter is short. When mama first peeled alway the skin on my back to carve her symbol... it was not nearly as torturous as it is when she speak''s of HIM and the small things that distress her... I just wish I could always give mama the lover she''s given me, when I was silly she smacked me, when I was stupid she paddled me, such and such is she disciplined me strongly; but mama always held me tight, kissed me deeply and loved me strongly when I did good. I still think of when she first picked me up, just a little girl wandering between a fake mama and a fake home and a fAkE lIFfe. Mama saved me from that stupid country, saved me from everything. Only mama truly loves me. That stupid bastard piece of shit who''s been ignoring her for WEEKS is on the top of my list, mama wont let me though. Mama loves the pathetic imbecile; he''s never even come close to mama''s research, yet the arrogant bastard pretends he''s important; fortunately he''ll die of old age soon, the idiot doesn''t even recognize our immortality. ... Unless mama told him? She would never give someone so stupid the mark of our family, our love and our unity.Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. "Natalie, why hasn''t he visited me this passed month?" mama sounds so sad.. I should lick her more; she always loves it when I lick her. ??" Is he upse- ahh!. upset ? he never spe- sp- speeeeends this much time away." Mama is still sad, I guess the only thing I can do is pull out my trump card ! Mama taught me to control mana like her... I still don''t quite understand it, after all I''m not a goddess like mama, but I can atleast make pleasure ropes ! Aahhhh, Mama is finally asleep. I love the way she smiles after we play naughty night time, its only times like this tha-"i wish they would all die." ....Mama.... WhO NeEDs tO diE ?! "Stupid nobles."........MaMA I''Ll mAkE THeM GO awaY. Jumping erect, standing with a newfound purpose; Natalie strides forcefully to her speaking place, the lessers have a fancy name for it, but it doesn''t matter because they''re stupid. Mama is sad because of the fat people with fancy clothes, mama isn''t sleeping peacefully. IT''S ALL THAT THAT IDIOT''S FAULT, but mama says I can''t kill him or she''ll be really sad.... We''ll just kill everyone else so mama can sleep peacefully. ----- "Mother has spoken: It is time for aristocracy to die."