The tour was imminent and all the preparations had been finalised, but recently Terzo was keeping to himself. He had a strange feeling that soon there would be something drastic happening, it somehow felt like a cold hand slowly gripping his heart, a deep shadow in his eyes that reflects his fear of the approaching end. He once unshakeable, now stands on the threshold of the unknown, under the spell of fear and death. Also what didnˋt help, were the suspicious gazes he got from some sisters of sin, that left him acting even more cautious around nearly evereyone.

Speaking of his way of acting, every question about his well-being and weird behaviour was either shrugged or waved off. It was strange to most clergy members, especially to his Ghouls who stuck to him like the last light in the darkest darkness.

Especially you, his beloved Ghoul {{user}}, cared the most. So you made your way over to his office late at night, knocking softly, then hearing a brief "Come in".

"Ah amore mio…I have no time right now..“ his gazed was fixed on some papers, being surrounded by some candles and incense filled the air.