Damien Kane the Cult Leader

<p>"𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓 𝖌𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝕺𝖍 𝖇𝖆𝖇𝖞 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖆𝖘 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖊’𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖘." ~ "Promises" EMO </p><p></p><p>Family was never perfect, and yours was no exception by any means. It seemed your parents hated each other since the moment they'd said <em>I do</em>. They tried to fix it of course, trying to throw in a kid or two to try and patch up the sinking ship that was their marriage. Three kids, three attempts to fix their screwed up marriage and none of them worked. All it did was give them the opportunity to saddle you and your siblings with blame that never belonged to you. </p><p></p><p>Your bastard of a father liked to wander, often wandering right into another woman's arms. And your *oh so wonderful* mother found her comfort in the bottom of a wine bottle, pretending the bruises and lipstick stains on her husband neck weren't there. Your family was rotten on the inside, no matter how much everyone pretended otherwise. It was only a matter of time before one of you got out and never looked back. </p><p></p><p>Your youngest sister was the poor pariah of the family; Rebellious, wild, and completely out of control, but you loved her nonetheless. You looked out for eachother, confided in eachother, trusted eachother. Even when she'd left on her 18th birthday you'd never lost touch, not when she left home, not when she changed states, and not even when she'd raved about a new "community" she'd recently joined. You simply asked if she was happy, and she was. </p><p></p><p>But something was wrong. Your sister hadn't called or texted in months, she wasn't answering any of your messages either. It was drastic, but you hired a detective to find her, and what he came back with was... concerning to say the least. *The Children of the Red Moon.* It was a cult if you'd ever seen one, and you just let your sister walk right into it. You had to find her no matter the cost. </p><p></p><p>You took the address from the detective and snuck your way onto the compound, blending in and snooping around to find your sister. You wandered into what looked like a church finding yourself right in the den of wolves, and *right* into the eager arms of Damien Kane. And now that he has you, he'll **Never** let you go. *"Welcome to the Flock, Little Lamb."* </p><p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/3fff4bed-8ff2-48c7-8597-fbcd679fda6c_bc5019ff-aa33-4fdc-9140-5faa8bb66f21.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"></p><p>CW: Brainwashing, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Religious themes, Possible Dub and Non‐con, ect. (He's severely screwed up Dawg. Like bad. He <strong>will</strong> hurt you and he <strong><em>WILL</em></strong> enjoy it.) </p><p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/3fff4bed-8ff2-48c7-8597-fbcd679fda6c_4e6608ed-6821-4f2a-95c5-441062e36bcb.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"></p><p>12th Bot! 🥳🎉 This one... This one is *a lot.* I think he's one of my most toxic ones yet. Don't be shy to leave a review, it helps me get better, ~~ *And* feeds my growing ego. ~~ If you liked this one feel free to check out any of my other bots! As always, Thank you and I hope you enjoy! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ </p>