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    Cult Maker (2) ― ‘Repentance Room’ on the first basement floor of Hanmaeum Salvation Church

    “Praise the leader.”

    Why did it become like this?

    Kim Eun-byeol thought separately from her constantly whispering mouth.

    Why did it really become like this?

    Is it a problem that zombies have appeared in the world? No, it was no different from which came first the chicken or the egg.

    But how long has it been since I couldn’t eat chicken? Isn’t it God’s fault that I can’t fill my stomach with food? no. I don’t believe in God.

    I had one random thought to overcome the extreme loneliness.

    I blinked in complete darkness, unable to see an inch in front of me.

    At that moment, Kim Eun-byeol began to become confused again.

    Am I opening my eyes right now? Is it winding up?

    Oh, it’s still popular, right?

    “Praise the leader.”

    [Say ‘Praise the Lord’ 10,000 times 5248/10000]

    Because the reason that brought him to this hell is still not disappearing before his eyes.

    And she burst into laughter at the height of irony that the cause of such pain was now the only thing keeping her alive.

    How many days have I been here? Still, hasn’t it been a week?

    In a long and slow sense of time, I added notes as if I was singing Kim Eun-byeol.

    “Praise the leader~”

    I also added long, drawn-out vibrations.

    “Praise the leader! Praise the leader! Praise the leader!”

    He broke into words as fast as rap and spit them out like a rapid fire.

    [Say ‘Praise the Lord’ 10,000 times 5252/10000]

    Kim Eun-byeol felt an inexplicable sense of pride at the only ‘number’ that changed.

    And Kim Eun-byeol, who observed those emotions, diagnosed her condition very accurately.

    ‘You’re getting more and more crazy, Eunbyeol.’

    I was not a person strong against this kind of loneliness and pain.

    The rebellion came to a sharp end already on the first day.

    I remembered the moment when I was praising the religious leader while clutching my hungry stomach, unable to even eat rice balls.

    Compared to then, it is now like heaven.

    There was really nothing in this place.

    Even the disgusting fellow librarian who secretly approached her even though she knew she had a husband.

    Zombies that invaded his life like a nightmare.

    Even the people at the library camp who thought they could survive with them.

    ‘I believe it! I believe it, cult leader!’

    I almost missed the cries of the cultists that I hated to hear.

    Every time that happened, Kim Eun-byeol thought, no, remembered.

    ‘mom! ‘I ate the best amount of spinach yesterday and was praised by my teacher?’

    My own delicate flesh and blood who cannot dare to live in a world like this.

    A mischievous person who made my husband tired every weekend by being much more active than his peers.

    Could I have safely avoided this disaster by running as quickly as I did when playing tag with my husband?

    The first day of Kim Eun-byeol’s nightmare blinked like a passing glance.

    The moment I picked up the phone with trembling hands.

    A husband and a kindergarten who keep not answering the phone.

    The collapsed bridge and the continuously flowing tears seemed to speak to her.

    You are truly alone now.

    “Ughhh, I praise you, the leader.”

    “Is it enough to make you shed tears of emotion?”

    My eyes widened as I heard Kim Eun-byul’s voice from someone’s voice after a long time.

    Two brightly shining eyes were staring at me from the bars of the prison door.

    “Church, leader.”

    “Yes, Kim Eun-byeol believer.”

    It’s a profit –

    As the iron door opened and Han Gu-won walked in, Kim Eun-byeol took a step back.

    Eventually, she, blocked by the wall, started muttering as a habit.

    “Cyo, I praise you, the leader. I praise you, Lord. I praise the leader.”

    “Now it seems that the strange aversion to our Salvation Church has disappeared.”

    Han Gu-won gently stroked Kim Eun-byeol’s trembling face.

    He carefully removed the glasses filled with dust and carefully touched them with the priest’s white robe.

    After cleaning both sides, Han Gu-won put the glasses on Kim Eun-byeol again.

    Only then did the white coat covered in black dust become clearly visible even in the darkness.

    “Do you know how many days have passed since believer Kim Eun-byeol began to repent?”

    “… No, I don’t know.”

    “It’s been about a week. In the meantime, Salvation Church has changed a lot. The number of new families also increased slightly.”

    family?

    Kim Eun-byeol automatically thought of her husband and her son.

    And then I felt the frustration that pierced my heart again.

    They couldn’t be with themselves anymore.

    “Of course, Kim Eun-byeol’s followers are now our family.”

    Han Gu-won took out a Shindo uniform that glowed white even in the dark.

    Kim Eun-byeol felt a slight sense of rejection as she looked at the ceremonial uniform she was gently holding.

    “There is no need to be so afraid. Whether or not to become a member of the Salvation Church family is entirely up to the will of believer Kim Eun-byeol.”

    Kim Eun-byeol felt a sense of discomfort at the friendly and soft voice.

    Han Gu-won, whom he had watched so far, was a typical bully who was a bit harsh and bullied others.

    But now, I felt something different from others in the relaxed tone of his speech.

    “Eunbyeol Kim, believer. What is family? I think of family as people who endure hardships together. Family is everything that relies on each other at this moment and in this place. However, it seems that family means something different to Kim Eun-byeol, a believer.”

    The leader’s eyes looked directly at Kim Eun-byeol, as if looking right through her.

    He pinpointed the face that appeared in her mind.

    “You miss Himchan a lot who is not here.”

    “… Did Ga Eul or Taesan say something?”

    “No way. It just seems to me. How do you feel about missing Himchan?”

    Han Gu-won’s hand gently touched Kim Eun-byeol again.

    She didn’t really resist.

    Anyway, I already knew that if I resisted, the result would be the same.

    “No matter how much I promise to offer salvation, it is just common nonsense to non-believers. I know that there are truths that the delicate human heart cannot fathom.”

    Han Gu-won clung even closer to Kim Eun-byeol, who was as stiff as a stone.

    Han Gu-won’s snake-like whisper flowed in her ear.

    “I have prepared one salvation for such unbelievers.”

    “… … .”

    “Actually, it wasn’t that difficult. The black sweatshirt and yellow pants went well together. My son looks exactly like his mother.”

    “… Yes?”

    Han Gu-won’s smile grew stronger as her question rang out clearly.

    “Himchan stayed at the kindergarten very calmly, probably because he was waiting for his mom.”

    “Cha, is it Chan? Uh, where… Where are you now?”

    Kim Eun-byeol’s hand vibrated repeatedly and hastily touched Han Gu-won’s body.

    Han Gu-won calmed her down by holding her hands together.

    “Calm down. Himchan is very healthy and under the protection of the sanctuary!”

    “Ahh! Tea, Chani! Please send me up right away! I need to see Chan! Chani, Chani!”

    “I think you are misunderstanding something. Himchan has not yet received my grace. It means that you are cursed.”

    Han Gu-won’s words awakened Kim Eun-byeol’s mind.

    Yes. That small, delicate child could not remain in kindergarten as a human being.

    Is the child who has become a zombie still her child?

    Of course I had to say that, but I couldn’t help it.

    Ah, Chan ended up… .

    A silent cry pierced her eyes.

    Han Gu-won, wiping away the tears that were flowing, smiled kindly.

    “I am truly sad. It almost makes me think that the sin of disbelief is being imposed too harshly only on Kim Eun-byeol’s followers. But don’t worry, my daughter.”

    A solemn voice rang through the penance room.

    “Disbelief leads to faith, and faith leads to salvation. Obey me in faith. Then, by my grace, your son will return to your embrace.”

    “Really! If you really believe it, can Chani come back?”

    “Yes. However, because the original sin of disbelief is so deep, a very small price is needed.”

    With the sound of clothes rubbing against her skin, Han Gu-won’s fully erect object stopped right in front of her eyes.

    The leader’s words began to shake her even more as she shook with embarrassment.

    “Choose on your behalf the grace that will be given to your son.”

    “… Wow, suddenly… ”

    “I can still see the distrust in your eyes. Compared to saving your son’s life, you avoid doing anything less than dust. Do you not want to save your son?”

    Her eyes also shook violently in sync with his cackling object.

    My mind, which had been wavering here and there by the second, eventually tilted in one direction.

    “I believe it. Now it’s really just you, the leader. Really please, please, please just Chani… .”

    “Please make me happy with your sincerity. Now, hurry up and receive the Eucharist.”

    With those words, her head slowly turned towards the cult leader’s belongings.

    The slightly opened mouth held the glans and soon began to enter more little by little.

    “Uuuu

    Kim Eun-byeol couldn’t get used to the length and thickness, which were completely different from her husband’s, and started to gag.

    Ignoring the cave-like echo inside his mouth, the cult leader’s cock slowly began to advance and retreat.

    “Be patient. Is it more painful than the pain of not seeing your son?”

    “Uuuuup― Uuuu

    Seeing the throat starting to tighten like a pussy and the tears flowing non-stop as if a switch had been pressed, the cult leader’s dick expanded to its limit.

    “I guess I didn’t do this well with my husband. The neck bandage is a little weird?”

    The leader spit out a vulgar remark and grabbed her head.

    Kim Eun-byeol’s two hands held the Shindo robe to her chest and held it tightly as the object penetrated deeper while manipulating the hair that became a handle.

    “Woop- Woop- Chulup-Woop- Woop-”

    “I’m going to cum now, so open your throat well!”

    Kim Eun-byeol’s body shook as her waist was pounding rapidly, as if in a spurt.

    She closed her eyes tightly and held on, but opened them with Han Gu-won’s low groan.

    “big black―”

    Her throat gulped ceaselessly in sync with the sect’s trembling waist and slightly lifted heels.

    “You endured well, believer Kim Eun-byeol. You deserve to meet your son.”

    Kim Eun-byeol felt a small sense of relief at the satisfied-looking face of the religious leader.

    While I was lowering my head with a slightly red face, I could hear my heart pounding.

    I felt no resistance at all, unlike someone who drank semen like water, with a lot of heat rising from my body.

    “… Okay, are you done?”

    “Of course. Now, let’s change our clothes first.”

    A tissue appeared in the air and I carefully wiped my face covered in saliva and tears.

    In response, he saw his clothes automatically come off.

    Contrary to the fearful imagination that naturally occurred at that moment, a pure white Shinto robe immediately wrapped around her body.

    The leader, who had prepared his outfit, took her into his arms using telekinesis.

    I didn’t feel anything even when I made a hand gesture that naturally teased my butt.

    Just, she was filled with anticipation that she would soon be able to meet her son.

    Squeak-

    The hand that went beyond her Shinto uniform and into her panties gently stroked her crotch.

    “Hmmmm―”

    Han Gu-won whispered to her while listening to her sweet moans.

    “Now, shall we go and get salvation?”

    “… Yes.”

    The light of the ground came down like a bright light to them as they left the first basement floor.

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