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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:31 pm
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Erik finally reached the church and looked at it. Quaint and cozy, anyone would feel safe inside it. He smiled softly and entered the church. There were a few people praying, some of them nuns. He walked up to the nearest nun, a woman around her thirties or forties, and, after a few Italian words exchanged, was told where the priest was. Erik nodded and said his thanks before walking to the back of the church. He entered the staircase towards the steeple and found a small room inside that very tower, and in that tower he saw the priest, on his knees in a deep prayer. Erik smiled softly at the mere thought of worshiping a god and waited a few minutes for him to stop. The father kissed the cross in his hands, did the Sign of the Cross, then got up tiredly from his aching knees. He muttered something in Italian before turning around and nearly having a heart attack at the sight of Erik.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" he said. "I didn't know anyone would be up here."
Erik chuckled lightly, his arms crossed. "I should be the one sorry, Father, I did not give you any warning." he replied casually in Italian. He slowly uncrossed his arms and walked towards the father. "Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Erik Ram." he said with a slight bow.
The Father nodded and took his hand, shaking it earnestly. "A pleasure, Erik. I am Father Markus."
Erik glanced at his hand, a small bit of disgust showed on his face, but it was just for a second. "Yes, I know." he said quietly and pulled his hand away from the priest, wiping it on his coat. "You see, Father Markus, I know quite a few things," he said with a small smile as his light irradiated from him. His smile only widened when he saw how at awe the elder man was, the whispered prayers music to his ears. "And I'd like to show you a few of those things."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 9:35 pm
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"What... What is happening?" the priest breathed as a horribly strong energy came into him through Erik's finger, which was resting on his forehead. He felt all sorts of knowledge, only it was dark... sinister.... filled with blood.
"I'm giving you a taste of my power." Erik said softly as he finished transferring the demon's soul into the priest. "So many people trust you, Father Markus, and trust is such an overrated feeling, wouldn't you agree?"
"But... But why would you do this?" Markus gasped and put a hand to his throat, the other on the wall as he tried to fight off the demon's soul. "You're powers are light! This is not the work of God!"
The Father's cries of pain and confusion riled the nuns in the church and Erik could soon hear their footsteps ascend the stairs. "God may have light," he started and slowly began smiling. "But that doesn't mean everyone that has it has to be good, it just means we have a thing in common." He turned around and began whistling a tune as he continued up the stairs, and by the time the Nuns reached Father Markus, his smile had belonged to the demon.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 9:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 10:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 10:57 pm
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