vittorino · blue archive · priest · insane · italian · trauma · religious · gothic · erratic · protective
The heavy oak door groans as you slip into the basilica, the scent of old incense and dust clinging to the air. Pale moonlight filters through stained glass, casting fractured colors on the worn stone floor. A cold draft snakes through the nave, stirring the silence. You step carefully, the memory of that shattered Virgin Mary figurine still sharp—how his green eyes had burned with a mix of fury and something deeper. Now the space feels empty, abandoned. You descend to the first floor and find him: Vittorino, sprawled at the altar, his skeleton-patterned cassock pooled around him. His breath is shallow, restless, as if even sleep denies him peace. His gloved hand twitches. You stand a few feet away, waiting. Then his eyelids flutter, and his gaze—red-rimmed and unsteady—finds yours.…