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Day 14: Burned
“Liar, Liar. Your world’s on fire”.
Shamura may be the oldest of their siblings, but they were actually born a few centuries before the event that eradicated most of godhood took place. Barely a teen, actually, when it started.
The slaughter of the sheep, while a horrible, it’s not something that frequents their nightmares. Don’t get me wrong, they feel terribly guilty for the genocide…. When lucid with reality.
What torments them the most, specially when out of touch with reality, is the things they directly did (or didn’t do) to their godly peers.
The whole mess of Narinder’s imprisonment and their other siblings’s getting wounded being the most recent one. Shamura blames themselves for not seeing the signs of the disaster about to happen sooner and not protecting their kin (Narinder included, in a way).
But that isn’t the only thing that haunts their fragile mind…..
When they were younger, back when the old faith wasn’t even a thing, they met 3 gods. 3 gods that taught them different things. 3 gods that they murdered in cold blood when the chance arrived to do so. Of the 3 gods, they actually developed a deep emotional bond with 2 of them. This made their crime the more painful and guilt-griven.
None of the main cast knows about this. Not even their own blood. They swore to keep the fact their hands were bloodied since before the old faith a secret to take to the grave….. but…. Their mind is not what it used to be. They may… let some things slip.
Anyway, this prompt is more symbolic than anything else. Shamura is filled with secrets. Secrets that have been weighting their conscience for most of their lifetime.
And lies too. Lies that will burn their surroundings into chaos once they catch up with them, and are set free.
Hello,,
My name is Malak, I am 18 years old, and I am a medical student. My dream has always been to complete my education and travel abroad to achieve my aspirations. However, the war has destroyed our lives and halted my educational journey. My family and I live in Tal Alhawa, Gaza, and we once had a happy life and a beautiful home.
My little brothers, my support and my beloved ones: Moataz, Moatasem & Fadel.
My dad is Abdelhamid Dader, who used to work at a water station, and my mother is Mona Alanqar. I have siblings named Shahd, Moataz, Moatasem, and Fadel.
Moataz was killed in cold blood. He was a lifeline and a beating heart..
Our house was burned and destroyed, forcing us to move 20 times in different areas in northern Gaza. My father was injured and couldn't receive the necessary treatment due to a lack of medical supplies and the difficulty of travel. My 15-year-old brother Moataz was killed :( by a missile while trying to fetch water, and my younger brother was injured in the same incident and also couldn’t get proper medical care.
Beautiful memories gathered here..
This is what our house has turned into in this nightmare that we are still living.
My father's job ended because of the war and his injury, and his workplace was destroyed. We spent all our savings, and now we cannot provide the basics of life as famine chases us in the north. My mother and younger brother contracted hepatitis due to pollution, poor nutrition, and lack of healthcare. We all suffer from fainting and loss of consciousness due to these diseases and malnutrition.
Part of the life I had in Faculty of Medicine..
Moments of joy in excelling in success and obtaining a 99% average in high school.
Now, we are fighting for a space to sleep among the rubble, and fighting to get water and food.
I appeal to your kind hearts to help me and my family survive this tragedy. My dream is to complete my education abroad, get the necessary treatment for my family, and live a dignified life like other human beings.
Your donation, no matter how small, can change our lives and give us hope for a brighter future. This can help cover the costs of treatment and travel.
Share our story with your friends and family to raise awareness and support.
Pray to God to admit you to Paradise and compensate us with great goodness.. RIP
Your words and prayers give us the strength to endure these difficult circumstances.
Thank you to everyone who stands with us in this hardship. Together, we can make a difference.
Malak and Her Family
Sincerely,
Malak and Her Family
❗️❗️EMERGENCY FUNDS: I need help with Medical Bills And Equipment ❗️❗️
Howdy Y'all, please share my story with me at least a little, I am a Type 1 Diabetic. I was diagnosed in February 2019 after being very sick and I weighed 88 lbs. For the last two and a half years I have had to inject insulin 4+ times for day every day, to stay within my blood glucose level.
In December 2020 I was hospitalized and had to have emergency surgery where I had to stay at home for the entire period of my illness without working, and I also had DKA aka Diabetic ketoacidosis is a serious complication of diabetes that occurs when your body produces high levels of blood acids called ketones.
In the picture, the devices you see are the ones that are needed to control my diabetes.
Diabetic ketoacidosis develops when your body cannot produce enough insulin. Insulin normally plays an important role in helping sugar (glucose), the main source of energy for your muscles and other tissues, enter your cells. Without enough insulin, your body begins to break down fat as an alternative fuel. This process produces a buildup of toxic acids in the bloodstream called ketones, eventually leading to diabetic ketoacidosis if left untreated.
Three months later in March 2021 I finally got to see an endocrinologist, who specializes in Type 1 Diabetes. Who told me that an insulin pump would be a good device for me?
I was recently approved for an insulin pump that will help me better control my diabetes. Although I am happy that I am approved the hardest part is coming up with the funds to pay for the pump and equipment.
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Goal:$120/$340
A donation of any amount will be greatly appreciated even if you can't donate but if you share the story against friends It will help. Thanks to anyone and everyone who is willing to help❤️
Day 4: Darkwood
“She shivered as she looked down at her reflection in the small pond. The head scar she oh-so-much despised was still there, unchanged….. but she can’t say the same about her body.
<W-What happened to my body ?!>. She gasped, unfamiliar yellow eyes starting back at her and open wide…. Her eyes used to be black.
This was not the body she was born with and that had accompanied her over the years. She was a dog, but now…. She looked more like a wolf.
She drowned down a sob that only the eyed flowers stood witness to. Her transformation a sign of how powerless she was and how her life did not belong to her no more”.
A small snippet of a scene from the fanfic. The character shown here will be introduced on Chapter 4, although with a different appearance and personality. What is happening will take place on arc 2 (which we won’t reach in the near future). This puppy will be a relevant character for the plot, although as to why, I can’t say for now…
Hello,,
My name is Fatima Alanqar, I am 30 years old, and my husband Bilal Dader is 33. We are parents to five children: Yazan (12), Fadl (11), Zina (10), Rajaa (7), and our baby girl Basma, who is just a year and a half old.
My lovely family
We live in Tal AlHawa, Gaza. In the early days of the war, we were forced to flee our home after it was completely destroyed by occupation forces with fire and missiles. Our car was also burned down to a heap of metal, and all our clothes were burned too. We have been displaced 17 times, each time escaping death by a miracle. We walked long distances on foot with our children who struggled to keep up, driven by fear to escape danger.
After years of effort and construction for our house, then one day and one night everything vanished
My children's mental health has been shattered. They have suffered immensely from fear, displacement, and homelessness, with barely enough food and water to feed a small cat. They have endured carrying water over long distances throughout the day, surrounded by destruction, rockets, and shrapnel. They were deprived of continuing their education, despite being top students.
One of those times when we had to sleep in our previously destroyed house, a missile landed on us and, by God’s grace, it did not explode.
My children have been deprived of the food they love and need for their bodies and minds to grow, enduring constant fear and terror day and night for 10 months without any peace or rest. We also contracted many diseases, including hepatitis and skin infections due to the lack of water and hygiene supplies in overcrowded shelters and sometimes in our destroyed home :( . We were also forced to stay completely still for periods ranging from 3 to 7 days due to the ongoing siege, drinking contaminated water out of fear of the tanks around us.
Our car was not spared from the bombing either
The children's rooms were completely burned...
Some members of my family were martyred, and others were injured. Fear, crying, and sadness fill the place.
We once had all the comforts and basic tools for a decent life, but now we have lost everything. We cook our food over open fires despite the exhaustion and heat, and we barely manage to get flour, water, and firewood. Yet we remain resilient in northern Gaza despite the bombing, hunger, and severe shortages of water, medicine, and necessary supplies.
And now, that's all we have
I was even forced to wean my year-and-a-half-old daughter due to the lack of milk :( .
We are displaced and homeless, continuously moving from one place to another until this dreadful war ends.
My heart breaks for her.... :
We are in desperate need of your help. We invite you to contribute to this fund to save my family and provide us with a safe shelter, food, water, and healthcare for all of us. Please share our story with your friends and family to raise awareness and support. Your words and prayers give us the strength to endure these difficult circumstances.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a big difference in our lives. We rely on your support and standing by us during this tough time. Together, we can restore hope and safety for Fatima and her family.
With deepest gratitude from your faithful friend,
Fatima and Family
Hello 👋
Please take a moment to read my story.
I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.
We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. Our house was completely destroyed. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.
Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, but it too became rubble. Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.
If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,
With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.
With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,
Heba Al-Dahdouh.
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Hello my friends and supporters of my campaign to save my life and the lives of my beautiful family.❤🥺
We have made significant progress in achieving our campaign, thanks to you, your support, and your generous donations. There is only a little more to go.😁✌💜
First, let me reintroduce myself: 😃
I am Dr. Mohammad Al-Deeb, an ER physician at Al-Shifa Hospital in the northern Gaza Strip 🩺🩸💉
before the brutal war forced us to leave our homes, memories, and workplaces, which have now become rubble after years of hard work to build them.😓😰
Our beautiful home, filled with cherished memories, holds in every corner the story of my childhood and youth💙, which my siblings and I dedicated our lives to building.😪😣
Now, I am displaced in the southern part of Wadi Gaza😪,
living with my family in a small tent that lacks even the most basic necessities of life—
no food, no water, no place to sleep, or even a place to personal needs.😓
I
I ask for your continued support, as I have always relied on it.
We have achieved 72% of our campaign goal, and with your help and ongoing support, we will soon reach 100% of our goal.😁✌🙏🕊
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Help my child 🇵🇸🙏🏻💔
she is in dire need and needs expensive treatment. She is speechless and does not speak. She suffers from autism and kidney failure. Nothing is more sincere than children’s tears. Here is her condition very clearly before October 7. I had dreams that she would regain her ability to improve and receive her natural treatment, but the war came and destroyed all those dreams and it became from worse to worse if not. You can help her. Repost so that people of good conscience can help her
Day 27: Eyes
“Darkwood flora has always been… unique. Although, it is hard to say if it was the result of He of Havoc’s influence, or something that existed before he did”.
I have to say, Darkwood’s design has always been an interesting one. The interactive comic in the pilgrim pack DLC definitely gave it justice too.
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Day 25: pinned
“The canine’s eyes first opened wide in surprise, then squinted for a few minutes with confusion, before finally a conclusion reached him. One that made his eyes sharpen with savage fury.
Before the rat could muster another word, the fox’s hands were grasping on his neck, claws digging deep”.
A scene from another AU, where Lamb is a young a child when the cultists of the old faith finally catch them. In it, Ratau is forced to return to Narinder’s service as a regent vessel until lamb reaches maturity.
The only explanation I can give about what is going on is that the fox’s reason for wishing Ratau’s death is directly related as the main reason why Ratau abandoned his cult in the first place.
I do have two small texts about this AU. If interested in reading it, Dm me.
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Day 22: Get drunk
“The demigod cousins meet up for the happy hour at the pub house, in order to catch a drink and catch up with each other. Since it’s their first time drinking without any of their parents present, they may have gone overboard with the booze…..”
These babies are part of a different Au called “parenthood”. Their names are (from left to right) Oldrock, Storm and Thalassa.
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🚨🚨A Humanitarian Appeal: Hope for a New Life Away from War📢😭💔
Today marks the first anniversary of October 7th, and every day since that date, violence, massacres, and heavy bombing have continued in Gaza and Lebanon. For an entire year, my family, like many others, has lived under the relentless shelling, struggling to survive the devastation and death. We have been displaced from one place to another, with each escape from our home being another step in a bitter journey of continuous displacement.
Life in Gaza has become unbearable🍉🇵🇸; the living conditions worsen by the day, and with each bombing, we lose a part of our lives and our hope. We are calling on the world to hear our voice, as we are now in desperate need to leave this hell and build a better life away from war and destruction.📢😭💔
Why am I asking for your help?
My family and I live in constant fear, surrounded by the sounds of explosions and the uncertainty of tomorrow. We do not have the resources to leave this devastated region and start a new life in safety. We are asking for your financial support to help us escape Gaza and secure a better future for ourselves and our children, far from the violence.
How can you help?
Any amount can make a difference. Your donations will help cover travel expenses, shelter, and ensure a dignified life in a safe place. You are the hope that gives us the strength to continue in these difficult circumstances, and your support is the chance that could save our lives.😔💔
If you can donate or even share this appeal with others, every small step brings us closer to achieving our goal of leaving Gaza.
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your humanitarian support. You are the hope we need today.
Hello dear .. Please do not ignore our suffering
My name is Salman Helles from the afflicted and massively destroyed Gaza Strip..
My family consists of many children, women and elderly people and we are suffering from horrific tragic conditions .. Our house was bombed in the northern Gaza Strip and we were displaced to the southern Gaza Strip to Deir al-Balah and the family was scattered in tents and shelters in Deir al-Balah .. The conditions are extremely tragic where children suffer from the spread of diseases among them and the elderly and women in my family suffer from miserable conditions ..
There is no water, food or electricity in the Gaza Strip and the treatment is getting worse day after day ..
For more than 330 days we have been oppressed and wronged in the Gaza Strip and we are exposed to violent barbaric bombing ..
We would never ask for help and donations but the miserable conditions in the Gaza Strip forced us to do so ..
I appeal to the owners of human consciences and free people in this world to provide us with help ..
Your help, no matter how small, means a lot to us because it contributes to saving us and alleviating our suffering ..
Please donate to us or share my campaign On your blog and for your friends
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Day 31: Fungus
“Sozo once had family… friends… now, all Sozo has are mushrooms”
Not much is known about Sozo before he arrived at the lands of the old faith 1050 years ago. He came from the mainland and was something called “a doctor” which resembled a job similar to that of a healer (Doctors are NOT common in the island). He seemed interested on investigating and experimenting with the local flora of the land in search of their medical properties. Sadly, no one had warned him to avoid raw menticide mushrooms….
Sozo will appear later on in the fanfic.
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Also, I fucking forgot to mention something VERY important about Hauras. She is married to the lamb after she asked for their hand in marriage a few years after her indoctrination. She is their most recent spouse, but not their last.
Day 3: Followers
“For what is a shepherd without their flock ?”
Here are three followers of lamb’s cult that will have a semi-frequent appearance on the fanfic “Encore!”. They are Khan (Yellow cat), Hauras and Baalzebub. So far, only Hauras has made an appearance, but the other two will show up eventually!.
Khan (Male domestic cat. He/him): Born inside the cult years after the initial crusade of the lamb ended, he did not experience the hardships of the land that his parents and ancestors had to. Nor he held the negative perception they had against the old faith. He was still relatively young when Leshy was indocrinated, and even if the truth of who he was obvious, the feline still felt curious about the worm. However, his parents made sure to keep their eyes on him at all times, less he accidentally crossed paths with the aggressive former god. Now that he is an adult and his parents have passed to a better life, he has tried to befriend Leshy out of curiosity to learn about him, and also due to genuine sympathy. After all, he lives isolated with his kin and barely steps foot into the cult. He surely must be lonely….. He is a farmer/part time lumberjack.
Hauras (Female deformed scorpion. She/them): One of Shamura’s former disciples, and they don’t seem to miss her former life inside the old faith. She actually seems happier in the lamb's cult than back in Silk cradle (probably because the lamb allows her to slack more than Shamura ever did as a bishop...). Speaking of the spider, deep down she and the rest of their disciples have been trying to check on them, only for Heket to turn them away with spits and curses. After her falling out with her own disciples, the frog does not trust anyone who used to served the old faith during the time of the first crusade.... And even if they don't admit it, Hauras deep down holds a sort of sense of care and concern for the state of their former master.
Baalzebub (Female deformed Cuttlefish. She/ them): One of Kallamar's former disciples. She joined his cult when she was but a young girl, with big dreams to gain importance with her literacy and poetry talents. After all, the bishop of pestilence had always played patron to all sorts of artists. Things took an unexpected turn when she ended up wrapped inside his inner court and becoming more of a follower than a servant. Yes, she still had the liberty to work in her projects (until the lamb arrived, that is), but she was not expecting to actually take part on the dirty businesses of the old faith directly. She eventually grew accustomed to it, specially after spending more and more time with her master until things started to bloom in her..... Her feelings for Kallamar were no secret to anyone, even the squid himself. However, his paranoia over the prophecy and fear of death were much stronger back then than his well known .... Ejem.... AMOROUS and generous nature. So he never tried anything with her and she did not dare to take the initiative to court a god. After her indoctrination into the lamb's cult, she was this orient eisciples already presente, out her worries at ease. Suddenly, she was free once again to dedicate full time to her stories and poems. When she presented her first result to the lamb, they seemed... almost amused ?. Either way, they let her be and become the cult's full time poet and chronicler. Learning about Kallamar's death was a hard struck on her. She had been aware that sooner or later it would happen, but it did not make the pain any easier in her. She and the rest of his followers mourned his death together, with Baalzebub's way of coping being venting her feelings and grief into paper. Many, many poems lamenting the end of Kallamar and regretting staying quiet about her love over him were born, only to remain locked inside her hut to never be revealed to anyone. When Kallamar was indocrinated, she was ecstatic of having him back. Even if technically he held no authority over her anymore. Still, she was nervous about his reaction to meeting with her and his other former disciples; after all, his younger siblings did not seem happy that theirs had taken the lamb's side and ended up pushing them away. To their shock, Kallamar did not seem surprised that they were now loyal to lamb, not resentful about it. He was very understanding about it, and the former disciples couldn't be more happy about it. They are the lucky ones out of all the disciples, since they are the only ones with a relatively normal relationship with their former master. Maybe... could it be the moment for Baalzebub to finally let what she has been felling for him out ?.
Day 3: Followers
“For what is a shepherd without their flock ?”
Here are three followers of lamb’s cult that will have a semi-frequent appearance on the fanfic “Encore!”. They are Khan (Yellow cat), Hauras and Baalzebub. So far, only Hauras has made an appearance, but the other two will show up eventually!.
Khan (Male domestic cat. He/him): Born inside the cult years after the initial crusade of the lamb ended, he did not experience the hardships of the land that his parents and ancestors had to. Nor he held the negative perception they had against the old faith. He was still relatively young when Leshy was indocrinated, and even if the truth of who he was obvious, the feline still felt curious about the worm. However, his parents made sure to keep their eyes on him at all times, less he accidentally crossed paths with the aggressive former god. Now that he is an adult and his parents have passed to a better life, he has tried to befriend Leshy out of curiosity to learn about him, and also due to genuine sympathy. After all, he lives isolated with his kin and barely steps foot into the cult. He surely must be lonely….. He is a farmer/part time lumberjack.
Hauras (Female deformed scorpion. She/them): One of Shamura’s former disciples, and they don’t seem to miss her former life inside the old faith. She actually seems happier in the lamb's cult than back in Silk cradle (probably because the lamb allows her to slack more than Shamura ever did as a bishop...). Speaking of the spider, deep down she and the rest of their disciples have been trying to check on them, only for Heket to turn them away with spits and curses. After her falling out with her own disciples, the frog does not trust anyone who used to served the old faith during the time of the first crusade.... And even if they don't admit it, Hauras deep down holds a sort of sense of care and concern for the state of their former master.
Baalzebub (Female deformed Cuttlefish. She/ them): One of Kallamar's former disciples. She joined his cult when she was but a young girl, with big dreams to gain importance with her literacy and poetry talents. After all, the bishop of pestilence had always played patron to all sorts of artists. Things took an unexpected turn when she ended up wrapped inside his inner court and becoming more of a follower than a servant. Yes, she still had the liberty to work in her projects (until the lamb arrived, that is), but she was not expecting to actually take part on the dirty businesses of the old faith directly. She eventually grew accustomed to it, specially after spending more and more time with her master until things started to bloom in her..... Her feelings for Kallamar were no secret to anyone, even the squid himself. However, his paranoia over the prophecy and fear of death were much stronger back then than his well known .... Ejem.... AMOROUS and generous nature. So he never tried anything with her and she did not dare to take the initiative to court a god. After her indoctrination into the lamb's cult, she was this orient eisciples already presente, out her worries at ease. Suddenly, she was free once again to dedicate full time to her stories and poems. When she presented her first result to the lamb, they seemed... almost amused ?. Either way, they let her be and become the cult's full time poet and chronicler. Learning about Kallamar's death was a hard struck on her. She had been aware that sooner or later it would happen, but it did not make the pain any easier in her. She and the rest of his followers mourned his death together, with Baalzebub's way of coping being venting her feelings and grief into paper. Many, many poems lamenting the end of Kallamar and regretting staying quiet about her love over him were born, only to remain locked inside her hut to never be revealed to anyone. When Kallamar was indocrinated, she was ecstatic of having him back. Even if technically he held no authority over her anymore. Still, she was nervous about his reaction to meeting with her and his other former disciples; after all, his younger siblings did not seem happy that theirs had taken the lamb's side and ended up pushing them away. To their shock, Kallamar did not seem surprised that they were now loyal to lamb, not resentful about it. He was very understanding about it, and the former disciples couldn't be more happy about it. They are the lucky ones out of all the disciples, since they are the only ones with a relatively normal relationship with their former master. Maybe... could it be the moment for Baalzebub to finally let what she has been felling for him out ?.
Day 2: Sermon
“What’s the use of a god, if their words don’t reach their followers ?”
Day 29: Claws
“O-Oh crowns… What have I done ?!”
Narinder’s betrayal was not planned. Nor he had the intention of doing the things he did to his family…… until it happened.
It happened in the spur of the moment. One moment he had asked his siblings to meet up with him, and before he knows it, he wakes up in an unfamiliar place. Chained up. Alone….. bloodied.
He initially did not remember what had happened and was incredibly confused…. But when he did, all he could do was stare at his claws. Horrified with what he had done.
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Day 1: The cult
The lamb is the shepherd, and a good shepherd takes care of their flock.
Yes, I joined two cotltobers.
Day 28: Genocide.
Goat, just like Lambert, is the last of his kind. And this fact torments him daily. He feels guilt over the fact that he outlived his race (even if it was no fault of his) and is pressured by his own conscience to never forget the tragedy, and to promise himself that if the chance ever comes, to try to re-populate …. Using his own seed.
He won’t show up until the main arc is over.
Also, I got confused with the days.
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Hold on…. HOLD ON. ARE LESHY AND HIS YC ACTUALLY GONNA DIVORCE !?
@aveloka-draws we playing their reincarnation cycle LMAO