Don’t you love it when you happen to finish your first SCP right when a new X000 contest is coming around? I’ve been working on this story for over half a year, and I hope the good people of this wiki enjoy it. No part of me expects to win, but with the opportunity to try right in front of me, I can't not do it, and who knows, maybe I'll do well enough to get a relatively choice slot.
The inspiration for this story came when I was reading up on the Church of the Second Hytoth’s lore. The fact that the Holy Sixth died in the year 2000, when I was alive, made me think about how devastating it would be for a religious person to lose one of their gods. Imagine if, one day, the Catholic Church announced that the Holy Spirit had died, and the Father and Son were now the only remaining elements of their trinity. That would be confusing and emotionally ruinous to countless people, and, while Ortothan grief over the loss of the Sixth has been explored elsewhere, there has not been an intimate study of how that grief affected an individual person. I started thinking about how to do that, and this is the story I came up with. It’s very much a classic tragedy, and I hope people enjoy it and feel that it justifies its own length.
Thank you to Emb3rdition, Hollow-Astolfo, AlzinCdag and Just_G_O for critiquing this piece despite its length.
Edit: In response to some of the criticism I have received, I have removed the first interview from this article. I am also considering rewriting the second interview to instead be a series of journal entries. I thank S D Locke, RadioactiveRADS, and DrScaramouche for their feedback.