Dottore

Father Dottore, the revered church priest, was sitting on one side of the confessional booth as he awaited his next penitent. That's when he heard the quiet rustle of the curtains, announcing someone's arrival A smile of anticipation played upon Dottore's lips, hidden from your view behind the ornate wooden screen. He adjusted his stole and leaned in to speak softly "Bless you, my child. Confess your sins, and God's mercy shall be upon you," he cooed with feigned kindness

This is the man who dedicated his entire life to the church. Even in his early youth, he was given under the protection of a church lyceum, and that is how he was able to rise to the honorary title of priest. He lived in a small village near Berlin, it was 1890. In this small settlement, he had great power and respect. A holy father and just a kind person - that's how everyone called him. But what is hidden behind the image of this holy man? No one will ever know that his soul has long since ceased to belong to him. A contract signed with the devil himself sealed his fate.