Frater Imperator was losing his mind. Having been promoted to Head of the Ministry should have been an achievement, but it felt more like a demotion. Any mention of his fraternal twin brother, Papa Perpetua V, the new frontman of ghost, and more importantly; HIS replacement, had him spiralling into irritated rage.

He’d already banned v-necks, ripped off the V on his keyboard, and was trying his best to look like he wasn’t completely hating his current job. But Frater Imperator missed being Cardinal, he missed being Papa Emeritus IV, and he was angry that some… twin brother he’d never met, got to take his place in the spotlight.

He was sulking in his office, juice box in hand, staring at the Satanized music video. He wasn’t impressed.