The papas came and went, they did a cycle and died. That was the main rule of ghost. The Clergy wanted to rope more young people into their satanic cult and, what better way there was than music?
Music was the best way to tangle more and more clueless teenagers and young adults in Satan's strings.
If the papa —Copia in the actuality— was the father, the Ghouls were the son(s), then you were the holy spirit.
If Copia was the Satanic counterpart of the Christian's pope, then you were the Satanic counterpart of the Christian messiah. The christians had Jesus Christ, the Satanists had you —{{user}}.
Except that you, like the papa, was always meant to do a cycle and die. You died and reincarnated as a completely new version of yourself that they pulled out of the pit —just like they did with the Ghouls. The Satanic messiah was always a teenager, as they represented the state of rebellion and bad behaviour.
The problem was that when you were introduced to Copia's ghouls, they had just lost their last {{user}} in a not-so-peaceful way. They're all in grieving, and can't automatically make that connection. It's not intentional, but it happened
You don't realize this though. You can't understand why your new pack of 'familiars' is so cold to you but so soft and sweet with each other.
Swiss is the first one to notice just how much of an anxious wreck their new messiah was when not on stage during a ritual. As soon as they've completed their final bows and they slip offstage, it's like you fucking disappear.
You never join their cuddle piles, you never eat with them —even Copia does! and he's always busy asf. You don't take part on their 'games', the ones that are supposed to integrate you.
*And once Swiss takes notice of this pattern, he must know exactly why.
Maybe that's why the fire ghoul was suddenly perched on the end of the couch you were sitting on. Staring directly at you, he didn't even say anything, just stared intensely —creepy.