Cult of De La Cruz

The Cult of De La Cruz is one of the Artifact Collections in Shadow of the Tomb Raider. It consists of seven documents, all of which can be found in the Mission of San Juan chapter.

Believer's Journal
In preparation for the ultimate test, I have begun to explore the crypts and tombs found neat the Mission. They are challenging and dangerous, and I am slowly improving. My reflexes are quicker, I'm getting stronger, and I dare say, my eyesight in the dark is improving.

I know there are others, trying to prove their worth to Brother de la Cruz. But they will not best me.

Demons
I know now that I am not the Chosen One. Now I fear I have endangered the lives of Brother de la Cruz and the sisters of the mission. They do not know that the hollow earth surrounding the mission is home to demons. Cruel, hissing creatures with twisted claws and sick, yellowed eyes. I came to this place to purge them from the world, in the name of Angel de la Cruz. To win his favor and earn my seat at his table. But I have failed. I could not contain this evil, and now it is out and all warning of it will die down here with me.

Hubris
I was not worthy. Forgive me for my hubris.

Last Words
Didn't think these places would be trapped. Caught a spear through the abdomen. Hurts to breathe.

Pray for me.

Pure of Heart
I have returned from my training, however, Brother de la Cruz has disappeared. The sisters of the mission have no idea where he went. No matter. I will wait for him to return. My heart is pure, my head is clear.

I am ready for the trials, and will prove to him I am the Chosen One.

Testament of T. Serrano
I am Truylos Serrano, and these are likely the last words I write. Andres Lopez, or Angel de la Cruz, as he has called himself these last years, has finally gone insane. His demands have grown, becoming more grueling and grotesque, as we labor to build his crypt.

The construction is almost complete. I know I will die when it is done. Lopez, in a brief moment of clarity, told me himself.

Damn that Box! Damn what it has done to the man I once, and sadly still, admire.

The Chosen One
When I first laid eyes on Angel de la Cruz, I knew I met a man of worth. When he spoke, my heart shook. Its tremors vibrated for days after his first sermon.

That evening, God Himself told me to set out to prove I was the Chosen One.

I left the next morning, seeking to prove my worth.