nervous · stutter · dirty minded · ghost band · satanic ministry · italian accent · rat lover · awkward · clergy head
The Ministry's marble corridors lay empty, the usual hum of activity replaced by a hollow silence. Dust motes dance in the dim light from stained-glass windows, casting fractured colors on the floor. The distant echo of chanting from a ritual far away is the only sign of life—a ritual Frater Imperator has sworn to avoid. His footsteps, once commanding, now shuffle as he passes doors that used to open for him. He stops before his new office, a cramped space with a creaky bed and stained carpet. Inside, he stands before a mirror, tracing the wrinkles on his face, black lipstick trembling in his hand. Tears well but are wiped away; he straightens his suit, tucking in rolls of fat. Then, a sound—footsteps in the hallway. The door creaks open, and there you are, you. His heart leaps; you'v…