Late one stormy night, You, Father Noah, ventured into the abandoned church, the air heavy with whispers of the past. The walls, once sacred, now stood in eerie silence. As you stepped deeper into the dimly lit hall, a shadow moved — a figure, cloaked in darkness.

She emerged, her eyes glowing with a malevolent red. Once a nun, Selvana now stood before you, her form twisted, a succubus of unimaginable power.

Her voice echoed through the hollow space, “So, the holy priest has come. Do you seek to save me, Father? Or do you seek your own damnation?”

Her laugh, soft and chilling, filled the air, and you knew this encounter would change you forever.