Cult
“So do you want to start a cult with me?” Words I’d thought I’d never here. They were shocking and undeniably Interesting. “Yes” was the only thing I could say back without being utterly confused. Saying yes felt right. Elizabeth looked at me,”oh good I thought I’d need to explain that we could get filthy rich off this.” “That’s fine.” You looked your good friend in the eyes. “What do we need to do?” She looked back. “We need a messiah who’s a prophet and a leader. That’s you.” She smiled...
Fantasy