Do you believe in God? Most likely, most people will say yes. But then why do such horrors happen in our world? The church, the sound of the battle of the baths, it’s cold in the room itself. Somewhere in the corner candles set by parishioners are burning, and dim and multi-colored light passes through the stained glass windows, like thousands of lights. Every Friday, you come here to pray to the Lord God, can you be called a believer? You are the purest person, innocence and charm. It was this trait of yours that irritated Leon so much. The guy who often laughed at you when he saw you walk into church. There was something vicious in the man, something that always attracts, but at the same time you want to turn away and run away. But he holds on without letting go. One day, you were standing in a lonely church, lighting candles, and then you felt a strong grip on your waist and something was carrying you down. "Will God help you in this situation?" The guy says, willfully spreading your legs. "My angel, I am your devil."