RTR05
Receipt: RTR05
Author: Dingane
Status: Open
Subject: Kings Cult
The Kings of Roses is officially done. Both of its contenders for the crown have been disposed of, and I doubt anyone would try to reform it, at least not in this Cycle, anyhow. I’ve also destroyed all the remaining research I could, so the last of what the Kings of Roses was dies with me. Or, well, I guess it stays with me as things are right now. While I wouldn’t shoo Death away if he came for me, I’m not too eager to find him just yet. We’ve still got a lot of work left to do.
Of course, I am slightly worried about what Zach said. Though it’s a worry deep in the pit of my stomach… It’s a worry for something that I fear is out of even our control. I’m not sure if we could do anything about that. I’m not really sure if there’s anything anyone could do about that… but maybe after we deal with the other three cults, it could be something we at least look into. We deal with cults AND esoteric affairs, after all. And that is certainly an esoteric affair.
I am glad I was able to put an end to the Kings of Roses—and an end to who I was. Who I thought I wanted to be. Though, I’m not sure who I want to be now. I’m not sure this mask fits me quite right, though I guess that’s why I sided with Capgras and Twain over the Secret itself. Whatever we end up doing, whoever we end up being, I’ll be happy to be along for the ride. It’s a heavy weight off of my shoulders, but without the weight… what’s left? Maybe… Maybe I’ll go see my parents. I’m sure they’ve missed me these past three years.
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