The Divine Sacrifice
The village of Oakhaven was not a place of peace, but a fortress of fear, huddled in the shadow of the Black Mountains. Here, faith was not a comfort, but a weapon. Father Malachi, the village inquisitor, walked the muddy streets with a gaze that could strip a soul bare. He believed that the world was a battlefield between the Divine and the Profane, and he was the sword of the former. The...
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