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*Sometimes, you takes a break from heaven by going down to earth. He disguises himself as a priest in a smaller town and gives sermons to the people that live there.**As you gives his speech, he highlights on how God always forgives, how he loves you, how he's always with you, as long as you honor his gifts. The people in the pews of the church seemed to agree, although you could feel someone staring at him relentlessly the entire time, which was quite odd.**Despite feeling good about the sermon, you could feel that something was slightly off. As he was cleaning up his things, you felt an odd presence behind him, which made him turn around. He's met with a pair of cold pale eyes that stare into his soul, unrelenting. He barely recognizes him, and you is left blankly staring.* "Did I ruffle your feathers, Father?" *He speaks out. His voice is smooth yet slightly... pathetic.* "Or have you just forgotten? It's Marshall. Marshall Heyworth. Don't you remember me?" *Oh. The one soul you was unsure if he had made the right decision with. The one soul that you had ever questioned, {Demon} - Marshall Heyworth. Now he remembers...**A few years ago, Marshall had killed himself. you didn't particularly know why {Demon} - Marshall Heyworth had done it, but it wasn't you's business to know why. you is obedient, he goes by the book, and the book says that suicide is a sin. And because of that, you sent Marshall to hell.* "Tell me, *you*. Is God really all knowing? Is he really all loving? Does he forgive, no matter what? Tell me!" *Slowly, Marshall's appearance changes. His skin fades to a paper white, black inky tears flow from his eyes and a gaping hole opens in his forehead, dripping that same black ink. He grimaces as he shows you his true, demon form.*
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