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anonymouschishiyaimaginesandmore · 10 months

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BestFriend!Chishiya

Minors, do not read! Contains mentions of smutty behavior!

MASTERLIST (up-to-date)

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters or original stories, only the plot of this fanfic. Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters and original storyline belong to Haro Aso, who made the Manga the Series is based on.

Trigger Warning: Explicit Smut in later Parts, both Characters are Teens, Slight Toxic Behavior, Complicated Consensual/Not-Consensual Behavior Summery: Chishiya x Female Reader

BestFriend!Chishiya activates his camera, searching for the perfect angle to snap a photo, but gets interrupted by a call. It’s your picture popping up on his screen, taking over the whole chat history and BestFriend!Chishiya marveled your balls when he realized it was a video call. You had some serious guts right now. He swiped to the right taking the call and your face, surrounded by dim light popped up on his screen, enlightening his slightly sweaty one. You instantly bite you lip at the sight.

“Hello stranger” BestFriend!Chishiya muses and you giggle on the other line, throwing your head all giddy back, but answering with the same sentence “How you doing?”

You scoffed and BestFriend!Chishiya couldn’t help then to smile amused. You demand, with an evident pink flush on your face, that he shows you the promised proof, but BestFriend!Chishiya only cocks an eyebrow, head tilting “What happened to the show me yours and I show you mine?” another scoff followed your first one and you reminded BestFriend!Chishiya how he already saw everything of you, even touched you, when he claimed so did you “Only one part” you defend yourself and your claim, feeling bold thru the whole situation. It wasn’t true tho. The blond had stripped down like he stripped you that day, it was just that unlike him, you hadn’t had the strength to look anywhere else, but that didn’t matter. Not anymore.

You know now that he wanted you just as much as you him, so it was okay to proceed that way, right? To make demands. After all, so did he “And that makes me your camboy now or what?” you laugh, finding the thought so funny you had to muffle the sound, so you wouldn’t wake up your parents. Thin walls and the lewd situation. The last thing you wanted was to stop right now, even less getting caught with your hands in your pants. It was the last thing BestFriend!Chishiya wished to happen too. Now that everything was out now, he had to think less of how to proceed and just allow the situation to follow its natural path. What hopefully led to you. In his bed. With him. And more? Who knows.

BestFriend!Chishiya smiled at your reaction. There was a warm feeling inside of him, knowing that you felt the same want he did. That it was okay. Thought he missed to be in full possession of the moment. Having everything in his hands and controlling every move of you, the knowledge that your eyes would remain on him, no matter if he had to turn his attention away for a second, was enough to accept the new outcome “Yeah be my camboy and show me some skin!” you chimed excited. At least you hoped it came over as so. You feel nervous. Your hands, holding your phone with both hands, sweat a lot and just like this whole situation was new for you, you could only hope that nothing you said was too off putting or wrong, but rather turned him on. Like it did with you.

BestFriend!Chishiya saw right thru it and praised you with an uplifting smile and a small nod, sinking further into his pillows “And how do you plan on paying me?” but he doesn’t wait for an answer. Not interested in one at all. Instead BestFriend!Chishiya switched his camera from the front one, to the back, giving you a sudden view of his still hard but less leaking cock. After all, with the whole conversation butting right into the moment, you basically blue balled him and he still hadn’t found release.

BestFriend!Chishiya watches how your smile changed to a mesmerized but shocked one. Your breathing went audibly up and the bit of your chest your phone catched let BestFriend!Chishiya know how excited he made you feel, so his right hand went down, stroking himself, like he did before. Boxers pulled all the way down, hanging loosely and uninterested around one ankle and since BestFriend!Chishiya always slept shirtless, his abdomen was also evidently clenching to the rhythm of every stroke.

BestFriend!Chishiya let you know, thru groans how good it made him feel, to know you watched him in such a vulnerable moment. With every other person, he wouldn’t have gone even that close. Exposing himself and his kinks was a complete no go, but you are his best friend. You have seen and accepted parts of him, no one has ever catched a glimpse of, so BestFriend!Chishiya felt confident to share this side of him with you and experience with you how it felt to know what the other was doing.

Until now, all BestFriend!Chishiya has ever beaten his meat to, was your sleeping figure at night. Unbeknownst to you, he had laid there, right next to you, his head to his left, watching your relaxed expression, while his fingers caressed himself up and down until he couldn’t hold himself any further. Was it wrong or right to do so? To use you as his jerk off temple while you had no idea it even happened? Probably not. But it wasn’t like BestFriend!Chishiya cared back then. Now he did.

“Let’s skip school tomorrow” he mumbles, hand moving faster “Come-come over. I want to cum on you so bad.”

As much as you wanted this, you shook your head to sign no and BestFriend!Chishiya hissed displeased “I am already behind and…god that’s so hot, tell me how you feel. Please”

BestFriend!Chishiya set up on his knees, his hand moving faster, precum running down the tip of his cock and dripped on the clean sheet, staining them forever “I feel…I feel like I’m gonna cum…soon. Want to come with me?”

“Don’t know how” is all you confess, moaning. You hand clutching at your mouth to keep any other unwanted sounds inside. Of course, BestFriend!Chishiya thinks laughing dryly, you are so naïve, so unknown to this topic. Writing with him gave you the confidence you didn’t have in reality and now, all you could do was sit right there, with a puddle between your legs, unknown how to handle it “You…You put your fingers into your panties and rub the hell out of you. And don’t you dare stop even if it feels weird. That’s how…how you are supposed…oh fuck, just the thought makes me want to cum right here. Come on, move your fingers, I don’t have much longer.”

You did as BestFriend!Chishiya told you, finger slipping past the waistband and if your mind wasn’t focused on his hand stroking the life out of himself, you probably would have proceeded with caution. But you had no time. Wanting to come with him, your fingers moved up and down your folds until you realized your clit was the sensitives’ one. Then your fingers made quick work to rub like BestFriend!Chishiya has told you and immediately your hips bucked upwards, leaving the secure space of your mattress and clenching around your hand. But you proceeded on, not wasting any time that could keep you away from your goal “Got it?” a hum followed as an answer to BestFriend!Chishiya question and both of you could feel your peak rising fast.

Your body, overwhelmed by the new feeling didn’t knew how to respond in any other way than in its most natural one, making you whine and moan into the phone like a bitch in heat. If only you could hear yourself, BestFriend!Chishiya thought. So submissive. Following every one of his demands. It would make you blush. But right now, the last thing you could care was how you looked, with your nerves on fire, electricity running thru them and enlightening everything like light bulbs. You panted his name. Again and again, like a mantra, tho you didn’t know what you were pleading him for. Release? He couldn’t give it to you. He wasn’t even there. You were alone. Then again, you have never felt so overwhelmed with someone’s presence.

BestFriend!Chishiya camera was focused on his erection, yours however on your face and so, BestFriend!Chishiya had the honor of witnessing every pressed together eyelids, how your eyebrows furrowed when you did so, and all the moans escaping your O shaped mouth. The way your breath hitched so close to your release. About to explode for the first time and he could see it. Had a front seat. No one was closer to you then him.

BestFriend!Chishiya cursed hard, as the electronic device slipped out of your hand and fell on your torso, painting his screen immediately black. You moaned unnerved, while rolling on your stomach. You phone fell of you and landed on your pillow, thankfully with its front upwards and so you let your head fall down between your shoulder blades, grabbing the headboard with your free hand to keep you upwards, all while your other went back to its work. Your knees pressed hard into the thin mattress of your bed, provoking the screeching sound of its slatted frame, as you rocked your hips back and forth into your palm.

“Shiya…Chish…oh god…I feel…I don’t know…I think something is wrong” you called out for his advice and BestFriend!Chishiya chuckled, closing his eyes at how drowning you sounded, lost in your high, but too afraid to take the last step and asking him, HIM for help. He had a hard time keeping his own phone in hand and not losing his grip on it. His mind, filled with you, begged him to let go just like his body, but BestFriend!Chishiya couldn’t. He had come so far, there was no way he would let you alone so close to both of your goals “It’s okay…” he mumbled, voice strangled “Let go. Its gonna feel good, I promise.”

And you did. Taking BestFriend!Chishiyas word and deeming them as the only true way, you felt your belly tightening. Insides clenching around nothing but yearning, you still let go and a thousand light bulbs exploded, or more, spending you completely, yanking you forwards. Literally, because you hit your head on the very same headboard your hand was holding on to. Thankfully, it happened after you rode out your very first and mind-numbing orgasm, so you didn’t destroy it stupidly.

Feeling wobbly and unsteady, you let your knees slide to the side, left and right, sitting down on the uncomfortable wet part of your panties. If you could think straight, you would worry of staining your sheets with your juice, but your brain wasn’t able to comprehend more than its existence and your eyes were still fixed on the smartphones screen, laying carefully on your comfy pillow and giving you the view of your live. Apparently BestFriend!Chishiya has given up his position and instead went back to a lying one, because all you could see now, was his softening erection fallen on his abdomen, with a mess of his own release framing it like a bouquet of flowers. His dick was the stem in this reference. A beautiful stem, that presented itself so promising, you licked your lips at the small slit on the tip, twitching and spurting the last drops of cum on his flexing lower body. Truly sinful the sight.

You gave up. Body falling heavily to the side and crashing on the remains of your wrinkled blanket, your hand reached weakly for your phone, but jerked back. It was the hand you pleased yourself with. Still covered in your own release, you looked at it with an eww sound before wiping it off on your pajama shirt, that you immediately took off, together with your pants and tried to clean your arousal off of you, before throwing it to the side. You heard BestFriend!Chishiya heavy breathing coming from the other line. The panting sound was both sweet and hot and made you reach out for your phone again, only to realize your overworked hand wasn’t able to pick its weight.

“You still there little one?” BestFriend!Chishiyas voice came curious from the other line and you turned to your side, propping your phone up to your best to face him and there he was, his own features this time taking up the whole screen instead of his sex “Hello stranger” you greeted him.

BestFriend!Chishiya laughed, the dimples around his mouth rarely visible, now only made him more handsome then ever “Right back at you” His eyes glistened, competing with the sweat on his skin. Damp blond hair sticking at some parts, others messed up striking into every direction “Feels good hm?” You squirmed, giving off a displeased sound “I wish I never left your home.”

BestFriend!Chishiya nodded “Me too. But then again, who knows how things would have turned out” that one you had to give him. Things turned out fine. Actually, they turned out very good. And nice. Damn nice. A smile formed on your face, and you bit your lip, teeth grazing over its sensitively thin skin at the memory of him pleasing himself and its result “May I…see it again?” you asked, suddenly shyly, earning yourself a snicker from the other person. Now, after everything, you suddenly felt like acting shy? That was so misplaced, but BestFriend!Chishiya couldn’t help but like that side even more after seeing your orgasm playing out on the same face and for him to witness.

“Sure. If you let me see yours first” of course BestFriend!Chishiya would say that. Since he asked for you to undress, tempting you to this outcome, you could only imagine how many times he thought of that sight, and you wanted to give it to him. Wanted it so much, but your hands just didn’t move, too embarrassed to let him see this part of yours. Instead, you gave him an apologetic half smile and mumbled a half whispered sorry, explaining yourself, in hope he would understand that it wasn’t a no, instead more of a not yet.

“It’s okay” BestFriend!Chishiya assured you, appeasing your strained nerves. After seeing that exposed side of him, you felt like a poser for not showing him what he asked for “We will get to that sooner or later. Everything needs it time” BestFriend!Chishiya was glad he got you hooked like that after his true motives have been found out. Things could have turned sour if you didn’t trust him as much as you did. Something he definitely wasn’t relying on enough, judging his actions of not communicating his needs, but instead manipulating you to his own liking.

You nodded agreeing, trusting that BestFriend!Chishiya knew what he was doing when it came to this part “You are not skipping school tomorrow, am I right?” now you shook your head, earning yourself a disappointed sigh. How was it that he, who was so much smarter than you, was less into learning for your future then you? “Then after?”

You agreed, assuming there wasn’t going to be much tutoring this time, just like today “Mind leaving the call on until you fall asleep. I will hang up when you do” his request confused you and per se, you had nothing against it, but you had to admit to him that you took your clothes off, since they got dirty due to your activities, collecting an amused raised eyebrow and a smirk from BestFriend!Chishiya side of the phone. You told him, that you were afraid you could turn funny in your sleep and flash him unintentionally.

“Nothing I haven’t seen before” BestFriend!Chishiya stated and while it was true, you still felt uncomfortable doing so. The blond sighed again frustrated but accepted your answer. Pushing you wouldn’t lead to any other outcome, than you feeling even more uncomfortable, probably self-sabotaging future good times

“Fine, but let’s have a sleepover tomorrow. Bring some clothes for the next days.You are going to stay a few” you asked him sheepishly if it’s to practice certain things and BestFriend!Chishiya didn’t deny it, but said first the two of you had to go thru other stuff. You looked at him, expecting, since he sounded so serious. Was it something regarding your virginity? Or was he going to have the safety talk with you, making sure the two of you are on the same page? “First, we have to find out who that axelot is, that conquered your pants. I need to know my rivals” you suddenly felt a jolt of power, reaching for the phone and ending the call.

BestFriend!Chishiya laughed loudly to himself.

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pessimisticshapewithablog · 2 months

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Chemach: Scourge of the Gods?

"...She is changed, alarmingly so, the mutilation of her body naught compared to the madness taking root in her mind."

It's crazy the more I analyze Chemach and their maddness the more the setting of COTL makes sense.

"Whispers reach my temple. Gods fallen, shrines crumbled, Followers taken, and Crowns simply gone."

Chemach's temple is chock full of god parts, relics, and makeshift followers. She has a cobbled together crown that seemingly doesn't work, likely made from stolen crowns.

"...I asked, what of her duty? What of the Crowns? What of her very nature?

And the smith answered: it is lost."

Her nature as the "Crown Maker" was lost or she was unable to make a divine crown for herself through "conventional" magic means due to her nature as a First God descendent.

Chemach would likely not know how to even be a Crowned god. Their role is tied to mortals and an innate ambition for...more. Followers, power, influence etc. Things that were never in her perview as a member of the Bird Trio.

In her insane state she resorted to stealing crowns and followers but her "creator/maker" aspect manifested in the form of mutilating both to make something 'uniquely' her own.

Chemach could have been imitating their behavior as they made a name for themselves. Warring and conflict etc. But without a "creator" to rekindle their numbers they were effectively wiped out.

But her motivation for culling the Crowned gods could be many.

Maybe Chemach was jealous of the more established Crowned gods. Those that had longevity and amassed a large following. She seems like a jealous person, always comparing her artifacts to her brothers' and denigrating them. This could be why she kept killing until only five (six technically w/ Haro) crowned gods remained.

Context

There was a change to the Lore tablets that removed the old faith as the cause of the god purge.

Without clear contexts of the cause of the gods disappearance, to me, there's a lore hole in the history of the setting. I'm not sure if this was intentional on the devs part but...

#cult of the lamb #cotl #my post #cult of the lamb theory #cotl chemach #cult of the Lamb chemach #she lost her marbles and murdered everyone

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justbreakonme · 1 year

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Continued from this

“I’m not the worst person you’ve met, am I?”

It was an impossible question and they knew it.

“Please, I can’t- there’s not- I don’t know, sir, I’m sorry-“

He raised a hand, cutting them off. They silenced themself instantly, not even daring to breathe.

They had been a victim of this game before. Asked questions they couldn’t answer, punished for whatever they said. In a way, it shouldn’t matter. They should just stop trying to find the right answers and just brace themselves. But they couldn’t stop trying.

It was going to start all over again. The questions, the waiting, the pain. Pain, pain, always pain with nothing they could say or do to stop it.

Please, just cut out my tongue and be done with it. Or kill me, please, anything to make it stop…

“It’s a rhetorical question,” he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Just- Eat. Then go to sleep. I’ll figure out whatever the fuck is going on in the morning.”

“Yes sir, thank you, sir.”

They can breathe now, the painful tightness easing slightly. Not much. But a little.

He was gone without another word, letting the door swing shut with a slam that made their entire body jerk.

The lock clicked, and they were alone. For the first time in so, so long.

Closing their eyes, they took a deep breath, trying to let their heart slow down for a moment.

Then they smelled the food.

They practically ripped the paper bag to shreds, snatching up the apple as it rolled away with both hands.

Tears and apple juice dripped to the floor in tandem as they sunk their teeth in, relief and honest joy flooding their body in equal measure.

They hadn’t eaten in days, but the true luxury was the apple.

It was cold and sweet and real, they hadn’t had anything they could recognize as growing out of the ground in…how long had it been?

Years, they realized, their heart sinking somehow lower. But they weren’t going to linger on that now.

Scooting back to lean against the wall, they let their head fall back, closing their eyes once more as they chewed.

Horrors waited for them in the morning, they knew that. There was no way to escape, they didn’t even bother to look. There never was and there never would be.

But in this moment, there was peace.

They wrapped the blanket around their shoulders and ate the apple as slowly as they could manage, leaving only the stem and seeds.

There was a sandwich too, buried under a bag of chips and a granola bar. They tried to make every bite last, every sip of water count. Who knows when they would get this luxury again?

He let them have this.

As if it were nothing.

Now that they were full, better than they had been in months, they gathered up the wrappers and the apple seeds, tucking them carefully into the chip bag. They set the trash neatly in the corner out of the way, then shifted a bit to lay down.

Back to the wall, facing the door. Their arm under their head for a pillow, knees up to their chest for the tiny bit of protection it offered.

They pulled the blanket up with a soft sigh, then grabbed the nearly empty water bottle, hugging it like a teddy bear.

The pain would come far too soon, but it was gone for now. They weren’t hungry or thirsty or cold, and they were alone. They’d have a few hours of calm, and that was good enough.

Now, at least they knew the answer to his question. Maybe in the morning they would be proven wrong but it was night now, and they were tired.

Across the hall, in his over-cluttered office, he let his forehead hit the desk with a soft thump. “This is going to be a long night…”

@briars7 @thejinglingcourtjester @honey-is-mesi @ihaverottinglungz @emilykeys @nicolepascaline @whump-queen (all I ask is that you protect the frogs, they deserve their freedom) @whumpycries @haro-whumps (I could never handle a child, please keep your first-born for their own well-being)

#whump #whumpee #caretaker #whump prompt #rescue #kidnapping #scaretaker #scary caretaker #whumper turned caretaker #conditioned whumpee

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anesidoraa · 3 months

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so the final bd volume included an amazon-exclusive bonus commentary cd with suletta, miorine, nika, and chuchu's vas (finally). they had a corner where they had to draw questions? topics? from the haro and answer them and lynn's part is craaaazy

q: say what you like about the character that you play lynn: aahh hhmm *takes like 10 seconds to answer* ...the part about her that loves suletta ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

cue the aahhs (and some quiet kyaas) from the other vas. she elaborates and i can't really do a direct translation but she likes her conviction to protect suletta and finds it cute how she becomes warmer because of suletta :') ("she's a good kid after all") thank you lynn...

#kana i think later praises how she confronts prospera #feel free to correct me pls i just want more fans to know about this #sulemio #suletta mercury #miorine rembran #g-witch #g witch #witch from mercury #mytxt

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imhereformysciencefriends · 1 month

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for the ask game, how about Ghost/Quirrel? 🤔

Okay so I see where you're coming from. Quirrel and Ghost have interwoven fates, of which neither could complete without the other's involvement. Quirrel is vocally fond of Ghost and sometimes teasing.

However to me Quirrel is one of its dads. This is in large part due to me seeing Little Ghost as very young still but if you see it as an adult I could ABSOLUTELY get where you're coming from with this one

#haro answers #thanks!#ghost x quirrel #hk

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ecoamerica · 19 days

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sylviegunpla · 3 months

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"Gunpla"?: The Entire Haro Collection

Above, you have the Haro Basic line (with one exception). Then, we have a new line, of Ball Haro, Sangoku Soketsuden Haro, Momoharo, and Zakrello. Finally, we have the Tri-Star Haros. That's most of the Haropla line in its entirety (plus one from the SD SS line). These images above comprise the main Haro line... well, minus a few. I'll get to those. You'll note of course i got 3x the tri star haro so i could have one of each number. All of these have been panel lined, and some of them have had molotow liquid chrome applied to some limbs. Oh yeah, i believe they have all been buffed to 10000 grit with Godhand sponges. I believe the Ball Haro also has some GM154 metallic green gundam marker on the eyes. And you might be saying "wait, aren't there two separate green haros that aren't from the SDSS line?" and the answer is Yes! The Haro Basic Green is sitting on another shelf alongside my HGTO RX-78-2:

But that guy can't open his mouth, so he hangs out on that shelf. Here's some more angles

Finally, here are the Haro suits! These guys were a real joy to put together. First up we have the Haroloader, this thing was a joy!

This has been panel lined. The arms were panel lined with molotow liquid chrome and some surfaces coated in it. Also, silver and bronze sharpies in some places? I'm surprised those came out looking half decent at all but the effect is kinda subtle and hard to see in pictures. Maybe you can pick out which surfaces are which? Next up, the Harofitter:

I forgot to put the cat ears up on the Harofitter for the photoshoots i was doing today :( Anyway this guy has also been panel lined, and the little roller has been coated in one of the metallic dark blue gundam markers. You can see in the second photo it is "working on" the injection mold machine (a review for another post). Finally, the Haroloader:

Also panel lined and such. But here's a surprise:

They're girlfriends! Here's some more Haro pics I feel are worth showing off:

This was the first Haro I did, and here it is with a tiny Amuro Ray in its mouth.

Here's it with a larger sibling (to be reviewed in another post)

And here's a look at how glossy i made it just by buffing. Finally, here's a HUGE BLOCK of stats for nerds!

#gunpla #haropla #haro #gundam #bandai #Haro Basic #tristar #plamo #harofitter #haroloader #mobileharo #zakrello #ball haro #momoharo

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thewitchoftheweed · 1 year

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Who Betrayed Who? A Cult of the Lamb analysis/theory.

The Bishops and TOWW give the Lamb conflicting accounts of the events leading up to the schism. So what actually happened? Who betrayed who? And why? I have a theory.

Let’s start with what they each say regarding the schism and the decision to imprison TOWW.

According to Shamura:

“Our brother, The One Who Waits. Back then he was known by the name Narinder. But as millennia wore on, he grew discontent with his role. He began to question. He was gluttonous in his ambition. And in my imprudence I loved him. For it, I lost my mind. For it, he lost his freedom. Can you fathom such betrayal, Lamb? Of your own turned against you? Would you like to find out?”

“The blame hangs heavy 'round my neck. I introduced him to ideas of change; for my domain is knowledge, and it is ever evolving. An organic state of being for myself, but for him... most unnatural. Death cannot flow backward. It was I who had him chained.”

According to Heket:

"It was not so long ago that we cast out the Red Crown. A mere thousand or so years. The heresy it preached could not be tolerated. Such noxious ideals... it could not be allowed. For this most damning of sins, the retribution must be slow and painful...And with greed and ambition unchecked, it drew Godly blood."

According to Kallamar:

“Please know, it was not my idea to cast out the Red Crown! The other Bishops, my siblings, the blame lies with them.”

And finally, according to The One Who Waits:

“You see me here in chains, reduced to nothing. But it has not always been thus. I was bound to this wretched place by the Bishops of the Old Faith. They betrayed me and left me to rot. Each of the four chains that bind me are guarded by one of the Bishops.”

All of them are vague about what exactly went down. The only other hint we have comes from the monument by the gates: “Here godly blood was spilled. Here Death no longer wished to wait.”

So: what actually happened?

Haro has some answers. He gives us some insight to TOWW prior to the split:

"He was unalike the rest of his kin. While others dealt with flux; chaos, famine, pestilence, war. Things in which their constancy must transpose. And yet he was the inevitable; the obstinate and irresistible. The one who waits. Truly peculiar, 'twould then seem, has appetency to invite the novel and the new, break ancient vow and primordial bond alike. Traditions stagnate and appetites augment, nonetheless. Doubt tears faith asunder."

Along with:

"Bonds of familial duty, turned instead to chains. Most voracious of appetites, curbed and contained. Most infectious of ideas cut off and cauterised before given chance to rot and spread. Cruel, verily. Alas, what other recourse was given? How does one kill Death? ... Alas. One cannot."

Haro is, as far as we know, an impartial observer to what happened. (I think based on his dialogue and seemingly intimate knowledge of the conflict, he witnessed it— but that’s a whole different post.) So his account is the closest thing we have to a neutral perspective.

From Haro we learn two key things, both of which are confirmed by Shamura and Heket’s dialogue:

1. Narinder was dissatisfied with his role amongst the Bishops. He was naturally curious and ambitious, while his domain was the only “static” one among them. In essence— he was bored, restless, and potentially feeling undervalued.

2. He was imprisoned to prevent a heresy from spreading. Which heresy? The monument and Shamura’s comments make it clear: “Here Death no longer wished to wait.” “Death cannot flow backward.” Resurrection was the unforgivable heresy.

Narinder realized that each of his siblings, whether they recognized it or not, had dual domains. Kallamar’s followers prayed for protection from pestilence, Heket’s prayed for protection from famine. They could presumably give health/fertile fields as well as inflict the opposite on heretics. Leshy's chaos could have become order, but as a "young" god, he hadn't yet reached that point. Shamura has two separate domains entirely, wisdom and war.

Narinder just had death. Static, never-changing, and irritating for someone who enjoyed the “novel and new.” I think the fact he’s a cat reinforces this. There’s even a colloquialism about it: “Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.”

After serving his role, he became restless. Shamura then encouraged him to experiment with his domain, by their own admission. Perhaps they didn’t actually think Narinder would succeed, or perhaps they felt bad he was stuck in a static domain when it didn’t suit his personality. The result was catastrophic in the eyes of the Bishops: Narinder gained power over both life and death.

Why was this such a damnable heresy that it destroyed their family? A few reasons: the ✨Prophecy✨ Shamura (presumably) received, the implications of resurrection in the world of CotL, and what I think might be pre-existing divides within their family. This is where we start to delve into personal headcanons and theories, so hang in there for a second:

Narinder is the most powerful of his siblings. Full stop.

He is the hardest boss fight by far, even though he’s been chained for a millennia. You could argue that he’s empowered by the Lamb’s/cult’s devotion, but there’s a key flaw there: he imprisons the cult during the final battle, and blatantly turns against the Lamb. All devotion from the cult vanishes in that moment because the followers are very clearly pulling for the one fighting to save them: the Lamb.

So, Narinder was powerful. The most powerful. Perhaps he became the God of Death because he was instrumental in killing other gods prior to their ascension. He had a clear interest in necromancy and the world beyond, if we can assume the necromantic weapons are his. (Which they are strongly implied to be by their item descriptions.) So when they ascended, he had a fascination with death and was probably very, very good at killing— so Death initially made sense as his domain. However, Narinder was curious and creative and restless. He eventually got bored and likely began to resent his family. The most powerful of the Bishops, not capable of doing anything but waiting.

Then there was the family dynamic. Kallamar was afraid of Narinder. Heket seems antagonistic towards him. Leshy didn’t seem to have much of a relationship with him. So it’s entirely possible that resentment could have eventually led to a betrayal on Narinder’s part. But one thing held him back: Shamura.

I think Narinder was beginning to drift from his family, but turned to his eldest sibling because he still had great love for them. Shamura encouraged him to experiment, which was ultimately successful— one can presume he was intensely proud of discovering resurrection. He saw it as his crowning achievement and his way of finally leveling the scales between the five of them.

His siblings saw it differently. In the world of CotL, willing and unwilling sacrifices directly feed a god's power. Resurrection, perhaps in their minds, cheapened or weakened this power. Or, if we go with the theory that Narinder was the objective strongest, resurrection made him so powerful it scared them. If he can essentially grant eternal life to his followers, what’s to stop him from usurping our worship entirely? What's to stop a god of life and death from doing away with the others?

I think the prophecy was Shamura’s attempt to calm Heket, Kallamar, and Leshy’s fears regarding the discovery. Perhaps they had a way of divining the future— and received the aforementioned ✨Prophecy✨.

In turn, it convinced Shamura that the only way to preserve the majority of their family would be to get rid of Narinder. Haro’s dialogue strongly implies they discussed outright killing him, but realized given his domain it would be impossible. Imprisoning him was the only alternative, the only way to keep word of resurrection from spreading.

So. Who pulled the trigger first? Did Narinder actually plan to usurp his siblings, and the Bishops stopped him before he could? Or did Shamura completely blindside their brother?

I think the truth lies somewhere in the middle. I believe a betrayal was inevitable. Had the Bishops forbid resurrection and then left Narinder to his own devices, his resentment and pride probably would have eventually won out. Most of the affection they had for each other as mortals was beginning to wane, in part because they already seemed to look at him as a threat. If you treat someone like a loaded weapon, eventually they’ll decide to become one.

But I think at the true moment of the betrayal, it was Shamura.

They admit to being the one who made the final call, and also the one who encouraged him to experiment resurrection to begin with. Narinder was the closest to them in personality, and they seem to be the closest out of the five. (Some have even pointed out that TOWW chose not to watch Shamura fall to the Lamb— his dialogue as a follower implies he doesn’t know what their last moments were like, though he happily watched the others fall through the Crown.)

The most damning piece of evidence in my mind of Shamura being the true betrayer is the nature of their injury: Narinder split his favorite sibling’s skull.

The only one who outright says they loved him deeply. Because Narinder loved them, too, and in the moment of betrayal the worst of his pain and rage was directed at them. The one sibling he never thought would be capable of doing that to him. The one sibling who encouraged him to take this path, then brutally punished him for it.

As Shamura says, the two of them paid the heaviest price. The blame hangs heavy around their neck, because Shamura — the eldest and wisest of their family — set them all on the path of complete destruction.

Narinder, to me, is an excellent Lucifer allegory. Some will look at his very clear pride and say he deserved it— others will point out his true crime was challenging the existing status quo and trusting the person he loved most to listen.

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Cult of the Lamb: All Hidden Lore

i've seen some folks in the tags talking about the lack of discussion of the newly added lore to the game. i figured it was because no one's collected and posted all of them all on tumblr yet, so i took the time to compile and transcribe all the Tablets and Notes into one post.

these are in order of Tablets I-X, Haro's/the meat room's note, Monch's room's note, and Lost Messages I-III. i have transcribed them exactly as they are written, special capitalizations and all. feel free to use as reference!

Ancient Tablets (Found on Crusades)