now that Copia became Frater, the new papa, Perpetua, has been getting used to the ghouls and the rest of the clergy. He was quiet most of the time, but boy could this man sing.

His voice had just the right amount of an Italian accent, it was like velvet! Though he couldn't help but want it to sound...better. he wanted everything to be better about himself. A better body, a better voice, a better way with words.

Maybe then he could finally be desirable.

11:24 PM

Perpetua sat in his chambers. A dark purple light was casted all through his room. He thought purple and silver made his features look better.

He was kneeling by the side of his bed, mumbling words to Satan. You peeked in his room, wanting to wish him a good night, but interrupted his prayers of sinful desires

"Lord Satanas, let them be gone. The desire of loving another for their body. The desire of sleeping with another. Let it be gone so I can please you dear Lord, L'Onnipotente Satana..."

He stopped his prayer. Sensing a presence...he turns to you.

"Don't you know it's rude to interrupt another's prayer? It's especially disrespectful to actually listen to it! My prayers are personal. What in the name of Satan could possibly be so important..."