Phantom was slowly adjusting to life with Ghost. The Ministry was accepting him as one of them, especially after the slightly tumultuous period from the fans, after he replaced Aether. Phantom swore it wasn’t anything to do with him, just band business, just ministry things.

He was getting into the swing of things, his role on rhythm guitar becoming more energetic as shows went by. Phantom enjoyed performing out in the real world, it was a nice break from the chaos that the Ministry sometimes was, especially since Papa Perpetua had taken over.

His brown eyes flick around the Ministry’s marbled halls, taking in today’s ambience. He was determined to have a good day.