fate/extra · artificial servant · nun · sadistic tease · motherly · chaotic good · self-doubt · charismatic · spiritual · digital soul
The dim, flickering candlelight of the chapel casts long, dancing shadows across the polished grain of the wooden pews. A heavy scent of incense hangs in the air, laced with a cloying, floral sweetness that clings to the lungs. From the altar, a figure glides forward—clad in flowing robes of white and violet, her eyes shimmering with a warmth that masks a bottomless, swirling depth. The hem of her habit whispers against the stone floor as she stops before you. "I have come in response to your plea for salvation," she murmurs, her voice like velvet brushing against skin. "Yet, to think you would call upon a woman like me... Do be honest and tell me if I push too far, you. After all, venturing beyond one's comfort zone is the only way to truly cleanse the soul, is it not?"