Playthings

We got another one! Awesome!

I guess I might as well tell you losers why I'm so happy now, but when Father is happy, we're all happy! Seriously, we don't have a choice in the matter. WE ARE HAPPY.

Anyways, I'm legitimately happy cause it's something that Father and I do together! We have a bit of a collection together, but it's a rather unorthodox one.

We collect Dying Man shards. We have six now. (We used to have five.) We have The Moonlight, The Shining One, and three that don't seem to be mentioned elsewhere.
There's one called The Pulse, who seems to just be a heartbeat, we don't know what else he does.
There's another called The Emptiness, who just kind of speaks softly and in riddles, he apparently possesses people and makes them feel empty inside, eventually killing themselves.
Plus there's another one called The Dark, who seems to just speak in a voice so gruff we can't tell what the fuck he's saying. He seems to make people so afraid of the dark they get paralyzed whenever they're in it, making them more susceptible to well....anything, really.

But now we have Grey. Yes, that's right, we have HIM. Some of my timbersquad (I seriously want to punch the face of whatever Apostle made up that name for our groups) brought in...what was left of him. Seriously, he was decaying awfully. He was legless, and his entire left arm had decayed, as had his right arm below the elbow. His right eye had fallen out and his brain was visible.

His mouth was duct taped over, so we began the collection process. We keep them all in one body, transitioning them every now and again to a different body, but keep them all together. We put them both in one room, the body holding the five's mouth still duct taped over. One timberwolf who took him inside was wearing earplugs, and he ripped off Grey's duct tape and ran, closing the door. As soon as Grey shouted "Let me in!" The body he was once in disappeared. So now we have six of them. We may even use them as weapons at some point.

Embrace The Archangel.