so ive been following this music series called milgram by deco*27 and the most recent song called Purge March is so farm era desmond coded its insane but i wanted your opinion on it bc im the best at keeping up with lore and stuff
purge march is about a little girl who grew up in a cult, this cult has these ideations they force on her like "thou shall follow thine destiny" and "thou shall deliver unto those thou believest in" and by cult standards she gets punished (severely) if she doesnt follow them.
one day she meets a cat who has his leg broken and decides to mend it, a cult member saw this and snitches to (i think) her parents, she then gets tazed bc she "changed the cat's destiny" while the cat is presumably unalived. this event snaps her and she goes on a rampage, killing who was probably her mother (the mv doesnt rly tell much bc it's purposefully cryptic)
so yeah im thinking of making an ac/milgram au but what do you think
(It was either the mother or the father, yeah, it’s meant to be cryptic XD)
Anyway, here’s the official Milgram youtube. I would have picked the actual playlist but the ones I saw weren’t updated to have Purge March.
For those just curious about Purge March, here’s the official MV (with English subtitles)
The Milgram series has the setup of ‘murderers’ that the main character must pronounce as guilty or innocent of their crime after listening to their songs. That’s pretty much the very brief gist of it.
Now, nonny gave a good summary of the crux of Purge March’s storyline so we’ll focus on a Desmond Purge March AU instead.
(warning, there will be… animal cruelty and child abuse in this one. Not descriptive but there nonetheless.)
For this one, we’ll remove all of the Templars versus Assassins + Isus stuff from the Farm.
If you still want to include them in the story, go for it, the Farm itself will be turned into an actual cult (instead of us just joking around that it’s a cult).
Perhaps the Farm was formed by radical Assassins who left the Brotherhood before the Great Purge, perhaps they were created by survivors of the Great Purge who lost themselves in grief and started to believe that salvation comes from following their destiny, no matter what it may be.
Of course, if you truly want to hammer in the AC plot, the Farm actually worships Juno (ala Will of the First Instruments) and the whole “thou shall follow thine destiny” is pushed into the conscience of every cult member all in an effort to ensure Desmond would accept his fate to die on December 21, 2012.
Hell, we can even push this into the entire cult knowing Desmond’s destiny is to die on December 21, 2012 to save the world. He has been groomed not as the messiah or the savior of mankind but as the sacrifice.
And Desmond hated it.
He hated everything.
The cult.
His life.
The world.
He was born and raised to believe that this world deserves to be saved because it was destiny.
The very word ‘destiny’ only makes him feel empty inside, a festering rotting darkness that threatened to consume him.
And then…
He found a cat with an injured leg.
White as fresh snow with eyes as gold as the necklace his mother would wear whenever his father would have one of his regular sermons.
And Desmond…
Desmond heard the poor cat mew and he couldn’t stop himself.
He ‘borrowed’ the first aid in their home and used it to disinfect and bandage the cat’s injury, even went and gave the cat his lunch because it was fine.
He can skip a meal.
And that was that.
Or so Desmond had thought.
He had done something good.
And it felt nice.
But he didn’t realize…
Because he was important to the cult…
He was being watched.
Always being watched.
And when his father and mother got home, they immediately grabbed the first aid box and asked him why there were bandages missing.
They shouldn’t have known.
He already had his excuse ready, cutting himself with the kitchen knife and…
But they didn’t believe him.
They knew.
They knew…
Someone told them.
And then…
His father showed him the bandage he had put on the cat.
Too bloodied for it to be from the cat’s leg injury.
And Desmond…
Desmond couldn’t even cry.
All he could was stare at the bandages as his father dragged him into the prayer room.
No.
The repentance room.
.
His entire body felt like it was on fire that night.
His hands stung. His back throbbed. His legs trembled.
He could not sleep.
Until he thought…
Who decides our destiny?
Why are they so sure that this is their destiny?
Because it had already happened?
Was the main point to simply not do anything once something bad has happened?
Then…
It will be destiny if something bad happens…
Right?
The following days, Desmond prepares and helps dutifully for the sermon this Sunday.
He does everything ordered of him, making his parents proud.
He receives good words for his actions, even gets headpats and smiles.
The emptiness in Desmond’s heart was filled.
Overflowing…
… with rot.
The sermon always started at the crack of dawn.
At the end of it, every adult in their ‘congregation’ would drink wine said to have been blessed.
Cheap wine bought in the local grocery.
They all drank.
And they all fell on their knees, coughing and vomiting.
The doors and windows were all locked because they ‘must be closed off from the filthy world’.
They cannot escape even if they wanted to.
Desmond grabs the holy sword, a family heirloom from his mother’s family.
It was light.
And sharp.
Desmond plunged it on his father’s stomach and pulled it just as quickly.
Not to kill him but to make sure he stays where he was.
Desmond grabbed the keys from his father then and…
He stood in front of the nearest adult that was neither his father nor his mother.
He remembered seeing him sometimes…
Did he follow Desmond that day?
No?
It doesn’t matter.
Desmond raised the sword…
And swung it down.
The head rolled…
The body slummed…
Blood pooled under him.
Desmond continued.
And the room filled with screams…
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