Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam

"My grandparents would often speak about this "man" even though they had always felt as if he was nothing akin to a human being.
The Father of the Sunken Flock also refered to as "The Mouth of God". The folks of the old town were calling him the true witness of the wonders awaiting mankind beyond the Void. They believed in his every words and why wouldn't they? The times were harsh, the town was poor, kids were dying before reaching old age and parents would lose their mind over it. He was a terrifying poison, spreading its influence through the misery of everyone. His crimes..Unfathomable. The horrors he demanded his flock to commit.. It was the darkest period of our history. Sometimes, his presence is felt in here, in the streets, the homes, the woods even in the church. Like a stain, a scar carved in the walls and veins of the town.
I don't really know why they have kept this portrait of such a despicable monster stored in the town hall's collection. "