Side-Story - TFR[1]: Plans

It's been 3 months since the 'Black Market Fallout'.

The Goddess had to knock me out then so I didn't get suspected but I heard how much carnage ensued.

They say they demoted Sarah for forgetting to turn off the whip's portal. Well, can't say I blame them since. Well.

The Goddess levelled the warehouse it led to.

She's barely been contacting the Emissary, Cerellia, since we got our roots down. I didn't expect that the Police would be so scared of our cult but, I guess it's to be expected since we kidnapped 2,500 people in a night... since that expedition a month ago, we've been planning a new one.

"It's been 2 and a half months since the 'First Transmission' nearing 3. By this time in 3 months, we need to check at least one part of this list."

I said decisively, slamming the table to add extra effect.

The list of materials the Goddess has given us to procure is as follows:

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- 112,500 Litres of blood, Current amount: 10,000 Litres. Needed: 102,500 (20,500 people's worth)

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That's it.

"Um... High Priest?"

I snapped my head towards the person who spoke. They shrunk back. They always asked the same question each time.

"Why would we need to finish only one part if there is only one part in the first place?"

"Did the goddess say this was the only part of the list?"

"No but t-"

"Then you can infer that there'll be future parts, yes?"

"Yes, but,"

"Or are you questioning the Goddess's Will?"

The person became serious.

"Never."

"Then let's just finish this as we wait for more of the list or new orders. Of course, we must expand as well, we need to make our religion the strongest."

"But High Priest, we're being viewed as a cult."

"...We're what?"

"We're being viewe-"

"I heard you."

"Then why'd you ask?"

"It was rhetorical, now shut the fuck up."

I sighed and clicked my tongue.

'My Goddess, why do you have to be so murderous and deceitful?'