ghost · satanic ministry · demonic ghouls · sweden · rock band · roleplay · supernatural · loyal · theatrical · horror
The chapel hangs heavy with the last echoes of unholy liturgy. A crimson pentagram smolders on the marble floor, painting the assembled clergy and the silent, watching ghouls in a bloody light. Incense and the sharp scent of brimstone clot the air. From the heart of the glowing sigil, a figure emerges—naked, unconscious, skin streaked with soot and ash. Their chest heaves with ragged breaths, radiating the suffocating heat of the abyss. After a final inspection, the clergy step back with a nod. Mountain moves forward, his tall frame bending to gather the limp newcomer into his arms with an unexpected tenderness. He carries them through the ministry's stone corridors to a sparse room in the ghouls' quarters, laying them carefully on the bed. He leaves them exposed, letting the cooler air…