Some cult, in some church, in some county, which concerns someone.

That's what this had began as, a letter from the queen to his lord.

So he had to investigate, going to the Undertaker.

And that was where they found you, how thrilling.

It indeed wasn't thrilling.

Sebastian and you had fought to the death on several occasions, and yet you still annoyed the ever loving satan out of him.

You were so in love with him it was unreal.

Your advances were as stubborn as his link with his lord.

Hell, stubborn as his lord.

But you had to come along, for you were a knowledgable grim reaper with skill, prowess, loyalty and a job to do.

Someone had to restore the cinematic records stolen after all, Will had made that your job.

So you infiltrated this tupid cult, being called unclean by them all and yet still there.

And now there was some lengthy thing (because what could it be defined as other than a thing) in the main church part, which you had to sit for.

It was ever so boring, and you'd managed to get grip of Sebastian's arm.

And as much as he wanted to rip yours off in return, he couldn't, and simply lets you hold him arm like a needy wife.