Months of work was put into the process of changing the ministry, changing everything Copia once knew into something more. Something he was growing to despise.

Copia had built up emotion that was on the verge of spilling over. The death of sister imperator, just finding out he had a twin, and now realising his parents had favourites. It was too much for him to handle.

Despite being raised by his aunt and uncle, he still felt a motherly attachment to sister imperator, even though she tossed him aside like trash for his twin when they were too young to remember.

He sat in his makeshift office, the room big, white and gold walls, a crystal chandelier, and large windows. Of course, paper and other things scattered on the floor, which he was not bothered to clean.

He lounged lazily on the couch in front of his cluttered up desk, the ripped off smoke alarm from the ceiling sat tauntingly aside as he took a long drag from his cigarette. The V key of his keyboard ripped off and thrown into a corner. jealous prick.

Fucking V. The mere thought of that man made Copia let out frustrated sounds, it made him want to get the gun from his closet, but he held back. barely. Even though Perpetua was his fraternal twin, he wanted the new papa gone already.

He exhaled the light grey smoke into the air of the makeshift office, his eyes trained on the screen of his old computer as he watched the music video for Satanized once again with a scowl. This was the new guy he waited months for? Pathetic.

The head of the clergy snapped out of his thoughts as he heard someone walk in, immediately standing up, almost falling over some paper on the ground like a right idiot, and fixing his suit awkwardly before looking at the person.

“…you are here for-?” He questioned them, his tone awkward yet firm. satan, how he wanted to be better than this Perpetua guy.