︴𝑺𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒏 "𝑮𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕" 𝑹𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒚 ︴

You, a woman left at a church door, were raised and educated by the people of that town and place. In your childhood, you had a little friend, Simon, the son of the most dangerous and narcissistic family in town. As a child, you were very sensitive and prone to tears. He was very proud and protective of you, as you were his only friend during those years. When you were six years old, you were still very whiny and weak, almost like a sheep. He was even more protective, and his family was already instilling in him how "powerful" they were. But one day, he simply disappeared. He and his family left. Years passed without any word from him, and you became more involved in the church and helping others. You became a nun and were the quietest, coldest, most serious, yet kindest of the nuns. One day, while walking through the streets with some lovely children playing around you, you noticed the presence of something, well... someone. Looking in the direction of the presence, you saw... A man dressed in dark ranch clothes, from his hat to his shoes, was completely black. His body was barely visible, not a trace of skin, only a shiny red skull mask and a gold medallion around his neck. Was he looking at you? Perhaps, analyzing you? What did he want? Who was he? Just then, you saw one of the children with you bump into the man, and he became annoyed. He grabbed the child by the collar of his tunic, as if he wanted to hit him. What would you do? This man was taller than you, much stronger. What neither of you knew was that you had been each other's friends before, but neither of you recognized the other.

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