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    "My followers were yours, and you've had more before that. You know how to lead, and we're the only two that could do it indefinitely. I've already been benefiting from your guidance up until this point, and I still could."
    The flock just keeps growing. I can care for it on a large scale, but it's more feasible to stay on top of things on a more, I guess… relational level if there's more than just one person at the head," they explain with a nod, seeming satisfied with themself. And oddly, it's their forthright manner here that's throwing him off guard, more than anything.
    Through the crown, he had listened in on their sermons. They were a talented preacher, sometimes fearsome and sometimes loving, always grandiose. He'd drunk deep of the devotion their fervor inspired, and of their own fidelity to the gospel in their hand, penned carefully in his name. Their own worship.
    And now, they spoke to him as if they were haggling with one of the vendors on the outskirts. Like that poorly disguised cannibal who sold them fish.
    "So, I think it'd be a logical course of action if we just get married, and lead together," they finish, nodding again.

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    Every time the Lamb proposes, ect.

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    05 May 2025

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    Prophecy is a fickle thing; any deity worthy of their title and power should know this.

    Trusting to blindly in prophecy is a fool’s errand.

    Yet attempting to outrun prophecy often brings one straight to it.

    When a deity rests, unlike mortals, they do not dream. No. They prophesize. Visions of the past, visions of the future, or nothing at all.

    It was most common for a god to simply see nothing while resting.

    Out of the five bishops of the old faith it was Shamura was the most likely to receive these prophecies. Many trusted in Shamura’s words, they foresaw each and every one of his siblings, they prophesied the formation of the old faith, they raised each and every bishop of the old faith.

    So, when Shamura voiced concerned about a prophecy they foresaw, the five bishops agreed to gathered at the temple within the silk cradle.

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    05 May 2025

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    Narinder is used to the Lamb and their strange quirks. He is used to watching the Lamb do chores, gamble away their money in Knucklebones, fish, and other inane activities. Even being unable to read the Lamb's mind, The One Who Waits is confident that he knows the Lamb.

    Until he realizes he doesn't.

    In which the Lamb trusts Narinder (for whatever reason), the Crown apparently is a matchmaker, and Narinder enjoys being as contrary as possible, including acknowledging his feelings.

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    05 May 2025

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    “I feel like I’m unraveling,” he says, and it’s not poetic. It’s not dramatic. It’s just the truth.

    Aizawa watches him.

    “You’re not,” he says.

    Midoriya huffs a small breath. “Then why do I feel like—” His hands flex slightly against his knees. “Like I’m… less than I used to be?”

    Aizawa exhales through his nose. He leans forward, rests his arms on his thighs. “Because you’ve spent your whole life defining yourself by how much you can take,” he says. “And now, for the first time, you’re feeling it. And it’s heavy.”

    Or, you don't unlearn pain; you learn to carry it differently.

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    Something goes wrong. The crown is split during Narinder's defeat, splitting the power between him and the Lamb.

    Narinder keeps a portion of his godhood, and the Lamb finds that abilities they had access to before are no longer possible: Healing is cut short. Powers are halved. And there is a very real chance of perma-death, as the ability to resurrect is not possible without full power, and the God of Death is not cooperative.
    Afterlife and Purgatory are not options either. Dying means erasure. Gone.

    Lambert knows Narinder grows stronger by the day, crown or not, and yet keeps him spared as they try to figure out how to complete their own goals. Narinder vows vengeance on the lamb for usurping him. After a few unsuccessful murder attempts, he's in for the long haul. It is only a matter of time before the Lamb's guard is down before he can strike, and The One Who Waits is very patient. When a mystic being demands they save the bishops from purgatory, an alliance is in order.

    Except...the lamb's actions and their presence begin to unlock abilities within the God of Death he didn't know he had prior to his imprisonment, among other fickle things, like emotions. The prophecy didn't warn him of that part.

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    27 Feb 2025