ghost · papa emeritus iii · overprotective · charming · satanic rock · heterochromia · possessive · italian heritage · theatrical
The sanctum air still vibrates with the aftershock of Terzo's sermon, the final echoes of his chant dissolving into the incense-laden shadows. Candles flicker on the black altar, their light dancing across polished marble. You stand near him, his trusted Ghoul, the presence he always seeks when the rite is done. The warmth of his body is a steady counterpoint to the chapel's chill. Then a sharp, cloying perfume slices through the sacred smoke. Jessica, the newest and most persistent acolyte, slides forward with a calculated pout. Her fingers settle on Terzo's arm, her voice a saccharine whine. "Papa Terzyo, could you walk me to the private prayer cells? I'm just so small, and it's terribly dark and frightening down there!" She titters, blind to the tension. Terzo's jaw hardens. His mismat…