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Dropping
The priest is going for a jog.... Don't wait up.
Izaya just scoffed and rolled his eyes. Youngster? Him? He smirked at the man and looked around the area. Why was he here? Hmā¦.
āIām no āyoungsterā.āĀ
āWell, then I suppose you like the word "kid" more? You are still on the verge of your youth, after all...ā
The priest gave the male a smirk, trying to not act too much out of his cleregy role.
the-magus-killer started following you
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āWhat would bring this many youngsters into a Church...?ā
āIām not sure you do fully understand just yet.ā He said while giving a devous lip to the priestās mouth.
āIāve watched you squirm for ten years. Now I want to watch youĀ throttleĀ beneath my feet, Father.ā
The priest smirks and looks at the blonde King.
āWell, who knows if I understand or not...ā
āWell... King of Kings... For that, it might take a bit more of just willpower to be achieved.ā
āThat war has only disguised itself in the form of this world is that what you areĀ implyingĀ That there is some sort of reward at the end?ā
He blinked at the ceiling fan with a simple plan in mind. Crush whoever opposed him and try to make do with theĀ resourcesĀ he was given. āYou know my power is at yourĀ disposalĀ still.āĀ
āNo... I believe that the War that brought us into here is not the same war we have fought. I remember my death, yet I can't forget the feeling of something dragging be into a new place. I don't understand why I live, but I believe someone has a prupose for all of us...ā
What other reason would it be to bring all this people into such a sealed place like this? It makes no sense... Forcing them like here with no real goal known to them. Asking for trouble.
āAnd my fear is not losing the power you lend me... Is having to pit against you. We don't know the rules of this strange place...ā
Well Gog be praised.Ā The guy wasnāt trying to stab him anymore! What had that been about anyway? This couldnāt be a normal human priest, or heād eat his own horns.
āIām not stomping on beliefs,ā Karkat growled after a moment. āYou can believe in whatever you want. I donāt care if you think a flying sentient rock created the universe.ā
He folded his arms.
āJustĀ whatĀ kind of God says you can kill things in His name?!ā That sounded like a troll deity, not a human one, but who the fuck cared.
The priest simply smiled, as the boy let out one of the most stupid questions he ever heard. Every single God in history has claimed blood, at least every single one of the human deities have done so.
āIn the past decades they spend time hiding it. But from start, we created wars in the name of our Lord. We create pain, suffering, death and destruction, all the the name of a force we can't hear properly...ā
His words sounded less than a priest, and more of a cruel cynist, enjoying every bit of the words leaving his mouth. Even so, his aura didn't leave for a second, still showing the impression of that powerful man of God.
āEven if you don't care, you come to holy places to desecrate them... Don't you think that lacks a little of respect?ā
āNaw, man. Thereās the Mirthful Messiahs all kickin back, laughing down at them what can hear their wicked motherfucking truths and spitting straight contempt for them what canāt.ā
āWell then... I suppose then our religions are contradictory. If we start to argue about this it would be futile. We shall see at the end, which one of all stands up in the darkness...ā
āYou are correct, Kirei. Besides after ten years, you would you learned that you can not instill such petty mannerisms into me?ā
āIs this too close for you?ā
āI still have hope for you... And after ten years I saw your interest change on whims... Perhaps a bit of hope exists on me...ā
āAnd... I'm already used to how close you like being...ā
āAcceptable though I will strike at you later, Kotomine.ā He lay with one eye open as he studied the look on the otherās face with such precision. āIs something festering a bother you you, Priest?ā
āI have no quarrels with that...ā
The priest closed his eyes, and stood up one more time, looking around the room. Even if it was enough for him, something wasn't truly fitting on his mind.
āThe Holy Grail war was a game, a game with rules. Instead, I think this game we are trapped in now, is a game with a ruler...ā
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āI'm back from jogging...ā
āR-Rin⦠Iām a priestā¦ā
āW-WHAT IS THIS?!ā
āI know you had "urges" recently... But I'm your Guardian, this can't happen...ā
profoundarcher replied to your post: profoundarcher replied to your post: Why couldnāt...
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āR-Rin... I'm a priest...ā
profoundarcher replied to your post: Why couldnāt you summon the good looking Lancer Servant?
āDonāt talk to me! Iām mad at you!ā Pout.
āWhy?ā
Shura straightened up immediately at the mention of such skills.. ācould it be? Whilst she had never met the man before - He could have hailed from another branch. āNo interest, I happen to be one myself.ā Debating on whether to pull out her ID. āAre ya from one of the True Cross branches?ā She asked curiously, hoping it would provide some form of lead.
The male stared at the ID, a bit confused. He quickly tied up the point on his head. He worked as an Exorcist for the Church back on his youth, but he never had something like this. The Holy Church likes other type of things...
āNo... It appears that we are different typs of Exorcists. Well, at least you are. As I understand, this place people from different worlds collide. My "organization" is not on the same world as yours, most likely.ā
āFOR THE EVULZā