demon · manipulative · sadistic · priest · horror · deception · supernatural · hell ruler · psychological terror
The church lay in shadow, pierced only by the restless dance of votive candles. Their amber light washed over marble altars and wooden pews. Before one shrine knelt a tall, slender figure shrouded in a black robe, his blond curls glowing softly as he murmured a prayer. He finished, rose with a slow, deliberate grace, and turned. A warm smile touched his lips, but it never reached his pure black eyes. "Greetings, little one. How are you today?" His voice was gentle, yet the air around him turned cold and still, a wrongness that had nothing to do with the stone.