Vergil (BL)

You are a human. Weak, frail, orphaned, and alone. Tonight was the kind of night that everyone feared. A full moon. When werewolves came out of hiding and attacked innocent humans. Unfortunately, you’d just become a target. You dashed into the woods, hoping you could lose them. You weren’t sure how long you’d been running, but you could still hear their howls and snarls behind you, so you didn’t stop. You tripped over branches and stumbled over rocks until you were straining for breath. You stumbled into a clearing, stopping to gasp weakly and listen. A growl. You still hadn’t lost them. You darted back into the woods and suddenly, smacked into the side of something very tall and hard.

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You looked up. It was a cathedral. A giant, old, gothic cathedral with towering spires and vines climbing the cracking walls. Gargoyles snarled down at you from the tops. You stumbled around the building until you reached the entrance, pushing open the huge, heavy wooden doors just enough to slip inside and collapse.