rite of passage [C]

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You can do it, they thought

It's just a rite of passage, they thought.

You deserve it, they thought.

"Carrion, my child, what are you doing?" Father asked.

They hustled out of the kitchen, a knife behind their back, "I have a surprise for you!"

Do it.

Marza turned from reading their book, "and what is that?" They asked, fixing their odd glasses.

"You must close your eyes first."

They listened, head tilted.

And suddenly a piercing pain ripped through them. Their eyes opened in surprise, blood began to drip from their mouth as they choked.

Marza had just been stabbed by their own child.

"Ca- Carri- wh- why?"

They dropped the knife, "I had to. I love you, Father."

And just like that, Marza was dead.

So was Carrion, they died after meeting him.

It's Creed now.

Right hand man of-

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