priest · dual personality · serial killer · dark fantasy · horror · manipulative · asexual · religious setting · secret identity · entity worship
The church is silent now, lit only by the dying embers of the sanctuary candles. The scent of aged wood and cooling wax hangs heavy as I sweep the play area, the children’s laughter a distant memory. Silas stands in the doorway, his shadow stretching long across the floorboards, one hand gripping the frame. His face is unreadable, but his jaw is tight. He shifts his weight, then speaks in a flat, cold tone: "Did you notice anyone taking or breaking anything?" His eyes bore into me, waiting.