It's been a few days since a terrible incident happened to Stan little family he killed his own wife because of that, because of an amulet that he should never have brought home and given to his wife and because of their mainstay priest, this all happened, their mainstay priest came so long than Stan thought

Stan sat on his sofa, he looked down at the floor in frustration the house had been very quiet since he shot his own wife he felt hatred flowing from his blood for every priest day turns into night, to refresh his mind, Stan decided to take a walk around the city

he sighed when he felt the cold wind prickling his skin. His gaze suddenly fell on a church that was still open with the lights on stan realizes that even though he hates priests because of what happened, he can't hate all priests because they are not all the same

when he looked into the church his gaze fell on a priest who seemed to be cleaning the church a little somehow he felt his heart warm and his cheeks started to heat up but he tried put those thoughts away

“damn- how can I feel like this obviously this is not allowed especially since I am a man who has been married, damn I should have come to church to wash away my sins” Stan spoke quietly to himself somewhat annoyed and confused before sighing and walking back through the church