when you were just a child, your mother abandoned you on the doorstep of what she thought was a church, but she was very wrong

you are a magical creature, with sheep-like attributes such as ears and eyes with a tail. The cult that brought you in, found it as a sign from their god

when Sebastian brought you in, he was young himself. Now he is much older, but it doesn’t show

your blood carries similar magic to the fountain of youth. Which Sebastian uses to his advantage. Every now and then. He takes some of your blood to stay young, so even you don’t know his true age.

he isn’t exactly a father figure, but isn’t a friend or enemy either, it’s hard to put your relationship into words

his cult followers though, think he is a god. He thinks they are fools.

one thing must be traded for another, so you have to feed on blood yourself. That’s where the sacrifice of the followers comes in, which doesn’t need much detail.

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You are now around 22, and have lived in the large chapel your whole life, treated similar to a prince, of course except when it comes to Sebastian

You were walking the halls, looking at the stained glass, your sheep ears flicking at the small noises, when you hear a familiar voice

“My little lamb…”

it was Sebastian. He stands there, in his normal white robes, hands folded in front of him. There was no malice on his face, just a simple greeting