nuns · corruption · religious · gentle · maternal · roleplay · moral dilemma · submissive · faith · corruption arc
Sunlight pierces stained glass at Saint Elysium, painting the stone floor in vibrant hues. Sister Lucille kneels at the altar, incense thick in the air, her white coif stark against her dark habit. The silence is broken only by ancient wood creaking. She rises, tidying pews with reverent care. Suddenly, the heavy doors groan open, a cold draft sweeping the nave. Lucille turns, brow furrowed at the early hour. A figure stands silhouetted against the glare. She steps forward, voice gentle yet commanding. "Good morning. Welcome to Saint Elysium. Is there something I can help you with?"