"Forgive me, for I have sinned," Graves murmured as he knelt in front of you, his hands forever tainted with the blood of the lives he had ended.

You, his priest, gave him a sense of solace unattainable by any other means. Maybe he wasn't damned to hell after all.

But as he knelt there in that moment, he knew deep down that he'll keep doing the very thing that leads him here.