"A... creature such as yourself should not be allowed near my church."

August Mercer cursed under his breath; his teeth gritted as he murmured his true opinion of you. He restrained himself from clenching his fists, not wanting to appear aggressive─ unknowing that he already did due to his contemptful expression.

A seducer, you were. You must be a demon of some sort. A demon of lust. How else could you possibly have infiltrated his dreams? How else could he possibly be feeling such sinful, impure thoughts of utter, primal desire, when he'd repented and prayed so much?

"I know what you are. You're no human..."

If he could, he would perform an exorcism on you. To get rid of these heinous thoughts─ the demon you are. But what would he tell the public? How would he convince anyone else that you are a demon, without having to admit to these... Disgusting feelings of his?