It was never what you thought

The mark was always the evil they carried on their mind and enacted with their hands just as you were told

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It was placed so you could know them, compelled to expose themselves not by the brazenness of their demons but by the will of god

whosoever fights exhibits their own mark and will not be saved. Fall and be killed. Resurrection is yours.

And feed you of the body from all the larders absconded

this is the end of famine and the ache of want. Then the carcass will be thrown into the lake of fire so it shall never feed again