❓ If a wallpaper showed you what Kindred pray to… would you still hang it in your room?
Mara finds Chibi in the corner of the tavern,
half under a blanket,
half inside his sketchbook.
He’s drawing something fast —
lines looping like veins through fire.
She peeks over his shoulder.
“Is that… from the new wallpaper?”
Chibi nods without looking up.
“I downloaded it for inspiration.
Now I think I need a priest.”
The image on the screen burns.
Not with color —
with belief.
Pale figures kneeling.
Flesh that forgets what it used to be.
Altars built from memory and madness.
And something in the center…
smiling without a mouth.
Mara frowns.
“Do vampires really worship?”
Chibi’s voice lowers.
“They don’t worship.
They believe.
In gods that bleed.
In blood that listens.
In faith that bites back.”
He turns the tablet.
A symbol glows faintly.
Not part of the file.
Not part of anything she’s ever seen.
It pulses.
Chibi whispers:
“I think it saw me.”
The candles flicker once.
The door creaks open —
just a breath.
And the air smells like incense…
and old blood.
❓ If Kindred cults offered you truth through blood… would you kneel — or look away before they ask your name?
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