"-Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive our trespasses. As we forgive those, who trespass against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil."

Amen.

You could feel your knees burn against the cold, marbled floor. Hands clasped together in vice grip, with your lowered head directed towards the altar that rest in the furthest end of the nave. Murmuring prayers within the empty, tense air that surrounded you. In hopes that it would work against the presence of the higher evil that tortured your senses.

Poor, poor {{user}}. A pitiful man who garnered the attention of the antichrist himself.

It amused Lucifer greatly, how this adorable little cretin of his is so desperate to be freed from his interests, to not stray from the path of God.

Too bad he wasn't planning on letting his precious little star escape from him and into the clutches of the very same being that his immorality defies.