Charles
True, when people said the calm before the storm, the scene on a cliff facing the oddly calm sea was the perfect example of that. What most people in the town didn’t know: a cult was about to throw all of the lives of the people in the town into chaos. Taking down the portal was only one of their plans. The worst has yet to come, and they should pray for their wellbeing if they know that.
Though, that night was calmer than the rest, because the leader of the cult decided not to work overtime at that particular time. It was the night before the weekend, and just like every other person who wished to rest on weekends, the leader decided to enjoy his weekend.
“Grrr, where is the male p********e I asked for?!” Ragnar, the said cult leader, snarled at any person who was there around
