"The Clockwork Messiah"

The 11th Cog

When the mechanical prophet appeared in our village square, its brass limbs singing scripture, we thought it divine. Then it began "saving" us:

The baker's chronic pain? Removed along with his left arm.

The mayor's greed? Extracted as a physical gold tooth.

I became its apprentice, learning terrible truths:

Every "miracle" requires sacrificing part of the soul

The prophet is merely repeating what the real messiah did 300 years ago

I am the 11th cog in its plan - the one that will restart the world

🗨️ Discussion Prompt:
Is perfection worth achieving if it requires removing fundamental parts of humanity?