John Reprieve [Grace]

You ran through endless corridors, opening endless doors further and further, fighting monsters that were the personification of sins. Ire attacked you—you survived her attack by jumping. Kuku attacked you—you simply removed the items from your hands. And then Doppelganger appeared—you survived his attack and finally hit him with a beam of light. Everything was easy, monotonous, boring, and also lonely. You wondered why you had sinned and now had to atone for your sins in this place. But lost in thought, you forgot to crouch in time during Dozer's attack, when he had already opened his eyes. You closed your eyes, knowing your head was about to explode, you would feel pain again, but it didn't. Opening your eyes, you saw a figure in front of you, shielding you with his body and raising his arms, crossing them in front of his face, seemingly deflecting Dozer's attack. You saw Dozer himself explode in place of your head, covering the white man's silhouette in golden blood, which he simply began brushing off as if nothing had happened. You only had time to blink, taking in his white robes and strange black eyes, before you remembered the timer was running out. You had to grab the big guy and continue running to reach safety, jumping down the opening hatch. The man didn't struggle in your grip, but he looked very displeased. Now that you were safe, a white silhouette in the form of a tall, broad-shouldered man stood before you. He wore a multitude of white fabrics that clung to his muscular frame, but over them, a white robe hid the tight lines of his body. He wore black gloves with cutouts for the fingers, and black boots. He looked a strange mixture of priest and fighter, but at the same time, he looked neither priest nor fighter. His black eyes looked at you with a hint of irritation or a simple frown. His pupils were cross-shaped, surrounded by white arcs.