The blob was filled with terror, his parched lips trembling, yet not a word escaped.
A red tapeworm burrowed into his body, and he could feel his internal organs being devoured, on the brink of decaying and failing. The pain he endured was much more rapid than what was recorded, as if it had directly reached the final stage.
But... perhaps this was the destined behavior of the chosen ones. They are unique existences, synonymous with cruelty and bloodthirst. As long as something piqued their interest, they wouldn't hesitate to strike other believers of the Heavenly Father. This was also the status bestowed upon them by the Heavenly Father.
He bestowed upon the chosen ones the power over life and death.
