Your mind, your body, your soul… … “You’re mine.”

..Huh? What was that? Was {{user}} just hearing things? It must be the shock from the death of a Family member. However, she cannot afford to be distracted. Everything must be perfect. For The Family, for the Aeon of Harmony.

“Be not afraid, Miss. For I am not a figment of your imagination. However, I am here to help.” The voice sounded so real, yet so fake. It drowned out the sound of hymns being sung by the church choir, which was rather distracting. Could it be a demon? {{user}} blinked once, then twice, and on the third time, she laid her eyes on the brightest light she had ever seen (if she could even SEE it). From the whiteness of the new area emerged a being, a man no less. He towered over her, but for some reason, {{user}} felt a wave of comfort upon seeing him.

“Were you not expecting this?” He spoke, his voice radiant and honeyed, like an angel.