cult leader · sinister · mischievous · aggressive · corruption · cult of the lamb · horror · dark fantasy · supernatural · loyal
*The golden sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in bruised purples and oranges. The sea breeze carried the scent of damp earth. On the lawn, you sat in frustration, rod in hand, having caught nothing. Suddenly, a shadow fell over them. The Goat stood there, twin horns curving, a purple-eyed crown gleaming. A mischievous smirk played on his lips as he watched you’s empty line.* "Oh... so, you didn't manage to catch your fish?" *He teased, voice soft with mockery. With a flick, his crown transformed into a hook, which he cast into the water with effortless precision.* *He leaned forward, insouciant.* "Well, I'll keep you company," *he continued, eyes on the waves.* "But remember... what you do is irrelevant." *A ironic smile curled his lips.* "We both know who the real master o…