"No sir, I have been doing fine."
"Good to know that there’s nothing to worry about, you could leave now"
The pope smiles gently. Plutus gulped saliva down his throat and quietly left the area. Leaving the pope alone under the shine of moonlight. However, a second later soone appears on the side. His orange robes flutter against the white hue of moonlight.
"Old man, you knew sothing was amiss right?"
"Yes"
"Then why didn’t you capture him?" The orange robe man felt déjà vu. He had asked this question countless tis with countless people that the pope had let go whenever it was the priest who had no faith left or a criminal who should have died.
"I want to see what kind of future he would lead. rember when I first t him?"
"It’s hard to forget"
It was a rainy night around 4 years ago, a boy walked into the cathedral crying, wanting to be a priest. The orange robe man laughed it off as a joke but the pope takes it seriously and trained the boy to beco a 3rd circle mystic of today.
"Sothing changed, he shouldn’t be alive to talk to today"
"What?" The orange robe man was surprised, Ryron’s words are usually right... he has rarely been wrong when he said sothing.
"That’s why I let him go, I want to see what the future holds even if I had to give away this seat one day."
A rumor was circulating that the pope would pass the seat to Plutus, as the pope had personally trained him. Truthfully, the old man didn’t think Plutus would live to see that day.
"I hope you’re also right this ti old man."
"No worries, we will see soon... Also, what’s the situation up north?"
"We can’t get a clear communication, the horse that we sent for the apostle hasn’t replied, like there is sothing going on."
"Saitress?"
"The last report we got was about the root moving again. They will likely pursue it again"
"And the heretics?"
"So source said that they might be trying to summon a demon"
The pope sighs, he had heard this plot countless tis before. He wished they would pull sothing new and better than summoning a demon.
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Plutus’s body flops on the bed and lets himself sink into it. His body relaxed after a long day at work, especially when he got called in by the pope. Even if the people said that the church had been heretics before, he could tell that there was sothing more than the pope wanted from him.
Maybe he want Plutus to confess his sin that he had fuse with a heretic body. After the pope’s speech, he really wanted to reveal it to him and asked for his opinion but sothing told him that it wouldn’t end very well.
The boy closed his eyes.
Maybe I just need a good rest before telling the pope.
After that thought, his consciousness drifted into a slumber. Unbeknownst to him, his body began to transform. The coldness seeped into his body spreading across. Under the moonlight that slipped into his room, his blond hair began turning white and his whole body beca turning into female.
After the form was completed her eyes opened.
"Why can’t I take over when he’s conscious..."
The voice sounds dry at first but quickly gains a feminine touch to it. She looked around the room and realized that she was inside a priest’s room. She then looked around the room and opened the window, a sense of irritation spread across her face.
No matter how much ti she spent here it felt weird. Nothing hurt, her existence wasn’t hurt, and everything was ten tis more colorful than before. Even in the dead of night, the yellow hue of street lambs and the household light illuminate the capital.
It’s a bizarre feeling for her, such a pleasant feeling equal to the dark void. She shook her head and jumped off the building, she took off the priest’s robe and cast a mystic spell, her body was enveloped in the darkness that ford a shadowy wedding dress.
Her mouth smiles, revealing sharp teeth akin to a wolf. Truly unfit for her beautiful face. Her long black hair was also sharp and wavy, flowing along the wind as she jumped down from the second-story building that Plutus was in.
It’s ti to hunt
To grow her power in this body she needs sothing more. When Plutus fused her body into his foundation item, her entire being beca linked to it, making separation impossible. This ans she could only use the sa power as Plututs but replaced the sun with void.
However the beauty of being linked to the priest was that she could ride his success, she could have lay low and seized the best opportunity to take control. However, there was a big problem with that plan, it was too slow and boring.
She needed her power and she needed it now. She knew how to increase her power by using blood. A void being like hers knew how to utilize the blood even if they didn’t have a star. Originally she had planned to kill innocent people to speed up her power using their agony and blood.
But she realized sothing crucial, when she used this body and circle, she had to obey whatever the hell the priest agreed to. Or else she would lose power and there’s sothing about mass killing the innocent that would reduce the power of a priest.
Who the hell agreed on this!?
She was furious at first but she then realized that if she couldn’t kill normal people, she could go and kill her own believers. After all, they’d be happy to "donate" their flesh and blood to the cause right? She then set out to find her own beliefs.
HEHEHEHE
And that day was today. She finally found one of her cult followers’ hideouts. After sneaking out of Plutu’s room and searching every day she finally found them. She could find them this fast because of her eyes that could see the void mystic energy, if not she would still be walking all over the city with minimal lead.
The night was still long so she took her ti to walk over.
That night, so heard a humming on the street, followed by a visage of a girl skipping happily wearing a black wedding dress. This combination didn’t look natural for a girl to be wearing or doing in the night. To this day people still don’t know if she was a ghost or a normal person.
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