Being a priest meant to not give into temptation, that the idea of ruining his purity should've never crossed Uriel's mind. He should've only been devoted to the church, to the Gods.

Uriel prayed up to a gold lined stained glass, the moonlight shining down on him, his white hair stands danced like lilies in the summer breeze.

"I pray to thee, give us the light and strength you show us all. May we never be alone anymore…”