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Captured by the heretical sect

Imprisoned in their vile chapel

Starved to a weakened state

For the baneful liturgy that is to come

The bells are ringing

Beckoning my demise

My offering the purpose of these rites

My body cleaned and scrubbed

Baptized in waters dark

Sacred symbols seared on my flesh

The grooming now complete the cloaked drag me to my fate

My end is nearing

Am I the sacrifice

For their undead god to arise?

Delivered to the altar lich

The necromancers gather around

The decayed wizard holds the ancient dagger

They chant their master's name as the blade begins to plunge

My blood is flowing

I am the sacrifice

That has awakened their undead god to life