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The Reclaimant

not a religion for the squeamish

initiation severity varies by location

post-apocalyptic worldview

usually led by Turkey Vultures

Approximately sixty-six million years ago, a god called The Braggart would showboat around, dazzling everybody with their exquisitely-patterned feathers and spinning complicated lies of great deeds. Approximately sixty-five million years ago the Primary Light began falling to earth, lighting the very sky on fire and burning up the ground, threatening to plunge the world into eternal darkness if it should ever land. Faced with the possibility of being revealed a coward and liar, The Braggart chose to actually risk everything to try and save the world.

With a powerful leap they took to the sky, using the rising heat from the burning lands to propel them closer and closer to the furious pyre that threatened to engulf all of existence. With every great flap of their wings a little bit more of the intricate filigrees adorning them were burned away, and when their head finally butted against the falling furnace all of the perfectly-styled feathers adorning their pate were seared into oblivion. Despite the pain and loss, the god kept flapping and pushing back against the descent until eventually they managed to push it back above the sky where it belonged.

Expecting cheers and laudatory exclamations upon their return, The Braggart instead found that most everybody who knew of the god had perished in the flames. Worse yet, the few souls who had survived the cataclysm were trapped under the smoldering corpses, unable to free themselves. So, The Braggart abandoned their previous life of tall tales and finery, and dedicated themselves to liberating the little ones from this terrible burden. Thus began their new life as The Reclaimant, helping clear out the space taken by the dead so that the living may have room to grow and flourish anew.

To followers of The Reclaimant, the world has already ended and they believe it is their duty to try and make room to grow from the ashes. Many adherents (like the Turkey Vulture) go so far as to remove their own voices to prevent braggadocio about the good they do in the world, but this is a custom that is generally confined to the Americas.