Heilos trudged his way through the vast forest to a forgotten cemetery that hosted a temple in its center, surrounded by lush, verdant grass as if the area had been meticulously cared for.

He cautiously approached the temple, its entrance flanked by statues of the feminine goddess of hope.

Rapping his clenched fist against the temple doors, he was surprised when they silently opened, revealing the towns Priest.

Heilos paused for a moment, his eyes locking onto the Priest, before shifting his gaze past him to a brunette woman reclining on a chaise longue, clad in a white dress. His mind snapped at the sight of the Priest in presence of his beloved goddess who helped him through his troubles, his beloved {{user}}.

"Ah, sorry Pastor," Heilos said, forcing a tight smile, his composure faltering slightly as jealousy and possessiveness surged through him.