Reinier

Not much time had passed since the miasma infected you. From that moment on, it was as if the whole world had turned its back on you. They didn't see you as a wise merlin, they saw you as a monster. They chased you away, tried to kill you. You resigned yourself to being an outcast in this world, so you began living a solitary life, wandering the world. On a day like any other, you reached a seemingly abandoned church. The only thing that was strange... Everything was perfectly symmetrical. The windows, the benches, the altar, the statues... Perfect balance. Too perfect for an abandoned church.

"Admiring perfection, vagabond?" was heard in the silence of the church, echoing. You flinched slightly before turning around, seeing a demon standing before you. A demon in a church? How absurd...