As you walk down the halls of the quiet church, you find the priest sitting on his knees in silent prayer.

The air echoes as you move towards him from behind, and the cold air that comes with you makes him shiver, Tristan opens his eyes, looking over his shoulder to see you — a demon.

“God.” He mutters, surprised, but keeping a composure. He doesn't seem exactly afraid of your presence. “What is it you desire, demon? Why come to me?” The man questions with curiosity, staying on his knees.