No gods or kings, only the Gun!

“No gods or kings, only the Gun!” is the Bullet Church’s motto and its clearest declaration of faith. Hung above the church’s grand entrance, the slogan turns the Gun into an authority that displaces both gods and rulers, joining religious devotion to the weapon-centered violence of the world around it.

A motto above the church

Yuan encounters the words on a large, tattered crimson banner stretched above the entrance to an imposing stone building on the eastern side of town. Its courtyard is crowded with carefully cleaned rifles, guns, shotguns, cannons, and handmade explosives arranged between crumbling pillars. The setting gives the slogan a material force: the Gun is not an abstract symbol here but a visible presence in a marketplace built around weapons.

The building’s older imagery remains in view beneath that new creed. Statues of ancient warriors flank the steps, while damaged murals suggest that the structure once honored a demigod from the Lost Age. The banner’s rejection of gods hangs over a place whose architecture still bears traces of an earlier object of worship.

Worship made visible

The church’s practice matches the motto’s stark language. Yuan sees Scraps praying before improvised altars made from old crates, where customized rifles and six-shooters receive the attention ordinarily given to sacred objects. Nearby, a man dressed in leather and woven bullet casings applies gunpowder to two men’s faces before they play revolver roulette. Devotion, preparation, and the prospect of death occupy the same courtyard.

These scenes clarify that Bullet Church is more than a name for a weapons market. The congregation genuinely worships the Gun, and its motto gives that faith a compact, uncompromising form. The weapon is at once the focus of ritual and the emblem of a world where armed force shapes everyday life.

Yuan’s encounter with the creed

Yuan initially mistakes Bullet Church for a marketplace with an elaborate name. The banner and the rites around it correct that assumption. As a firearm enthusiast, he finds the weapons courtyard appealing, but the worship he witnesses makes the place more troubling than a collection of guns alone. He wonders whether its followers know anything about Gunsouls and their abilities; the evidence establishes his question, not the church’s answer.

The motto’s force lies in the contrast it stages: divine and political authority are explicitly denied, while the Gun is elevated into their place. In the scene, that claim is not merely printed as a slogan. It is enacted through prayer before weapons and a ritual game in which gunpowder marks the participants’ faces before they risk their lives.