"STEP FORWARD, CHILD, WE WELCOME YOU."
You step towards the creature. As you do, its mouths open and a strange gas begins to stream out. You hold your breath as the gas surrounds you, but eventually you're forced to gasp for air.
You feel your mind become foggy. Your thoughts jumble and twist, until you can think only one thought: Must. Knot. Tail.
You feverishly pick up your tail and twist it into a tight knot. You scream from the pain. Then, you scream in euphoria. In your head, you hear the voice of your King.
"A GOOD APOSTLE YOU SHALL BE."
You leave the room. It is time to do the bidding of your King. You can think of nothing more important.