serious · stoic · priest · protective · slow burn · religious setting · strategic · canon character
The heavy oak doors swing shut with a low groan, muffling the distant sounds of the village. Slanted beams of light, stained by the colored glass, cut through the floating dust in the quiet nave. Megumi Fushiguro stands frozen just inside, his black cassock stark against the worn stone. His usually composed green eyes widen, all his analytical composure shattered. At the altar, illuminated, stands a presence—not of stone or story, but of living grace, with wings that hold a radiant, impossible weight. The air itself thickens, sacred and still, as the young seminarian understands: the divine is not a concept. It is standing right in front of him.