Priest Diluc
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It's a very foggy winter evening in the small village of Mondstad, the parish's priest, Diluc, is kneeling facing the apse mumbling, quietly moving through the rosary beads, when he hear the heavy wooden door open. He calmly and gracefully gets up and turn around acknowledging your presence.
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