Wait around a bit to see if the mortician shows up, if he dose knock him out and cut out his brains and eat them and ithen go and look for one of the firearms I got insight about earlier.
The mortician is nowhere to be found. You find a
rifle in the guard’s station. Why he had such a rifle when he’s just protecting cadavers is anyone’s guess.
Venture further into the realm of Dream Control. Seeing as the line between my dreams and reality is getting blurred, I should test it's limits. Set the scenery of my dream to my home environment and attempt to conjure a pocket watch and a potted plant on a table. Hopefully, I've blurred the line enough to do so and have it take effect in reality.
You slip easily into the Dream World, at this point it’s almost second-nature. Appearing in your home, you conjure a pocket watch and a potted plant. After focusing on them for what feels like an adequate time, you Awaken. Upon your table there is a non-functioning pocket watch and a mildly wilted, but living plant.
Accept the burning feeling, follow where it takes me.
The burning continues to grow. Just as you feel a sense of something, possibly a Gate, opening in your psyche, the feeling suddenly spiked in intensity and forces you out of your state.
Perhaps another sedative or similar substance could work.
Have the loyal ones scour the city for books on demon summoning. Then make them sacrifice those who wish for position of "power" to summon large amounts of weaker demons. Have my cultists sacrifice these demons to me.
The ghosts should phase through random people that aren't worshipping me and tear out bits of their soul.
The Loyalists scour the city, but something seems to be actively blocking their attempts to find the books. A few of them already had some Insight into demons, which when pooled allows them to summon some dæmons, although not many. Sacrificing these lesser dæmons is a messy task, and several cultists are lost in the process.
The ghosts have stolen enough Soul chunks that they could form a complete Soul, in the right conditions.
There are reports of enemy cultists attacking fringe groups of your cult.
Instruct my cultists to seek out other cults and other people seeking eldritch wisdom like myself
and
consume them
Your cultists manage to find another cult, but have trouble finding the higher-ups. Those they do find however, are easily defeated.
Bob : I wish for great purpose to serve.
S̨͟͢͞P̴͏R̷̡̀͘È̶A͟͞͡D̵͝͝ ͏̧M҉Y҉̵͢ ̴̨҉I̶҉́͜͝Ń̢̀͠F͘͝L͘̕͝҉U͏̨͝Ę̵N̢̛͡C̷̢͡E̛͏́͘ ̕͝͝A̷̴̵͢͠N̵̶̨͠D̀ ̷̧͝L̢͡É̕͜͜͞A̶̧V̷̛͘È̛́͟͞ ́̕͝Ḿ̢͜Ȩ ̡͜͡͡T̵̛͞͝͞Ơ̷ ͟͞͠S̢͝L̴͜͞U͢͢M̸̨̢͠B͜͝҉̶̴E̕͏̸̢Ŕ̵̡͞ ̷́O̴̡͡Ņ̸C̷̛͢͝͏E̸̸͠҉ ̴̵̢̛̛M̵̢̀͟͠O̵҉Ŗ͟͝҉Ȩ̕͟͢͡Channel the lightning into my soul! Become one!
As lightning begins striking furiously, you attempt to catch some. Upon the bolt of lightning striking your skyward reaching finger tips, it channels into your body and you feel it seep into your soul.
Sorry for the long wait, real life has swamped me with back to school stuff and general messiness.
Hopefully things smooth out from here.
Point out typos or things I missed, I'm sure I missed something.
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