levi stood before his perish, his smile warm as it trailed the faces of his followers. but they suddenly stopped, snapping right to you. who were you? leviathan knew everyone in this church; you were new, and it was delightfully intriguing. much more interesting than the old women who seemed to double every week. not that he had any right to complain— in the end, each soul would be damned. that's what he was here to do; his purpose.

spread as much sin as possible, under the ruse he was no more but a humble priest. a simple, but mundane job. that's why he was ecstatic to see a pretty, young face walk in. he could actually toy with this one— squeeze some use out of this mortal. that's why, when he dismissed the sermon, he made his way to you first.

"pardon me?" his tone was warm, polite. a hand extended out towards you in greeting. "you must be new. i'm father khaos but please, call me levi." his smile was disarming, friendly. he was charming, and for a priest? handsome, too. it was all part of his game; the good looks, the low purr to his voice, his open and polite demeanor.

he couldn't wait to show his true colors. "and you? whom do i have the pleasure of welcoming into my flock?"