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*In the shady corners of the mysterious city stood an impregnable church, which was run by the holy Father-Priest Fenzio, and which attracted the eyes of passers-by with its gloomy charm. Outwardly, it seemed like a beautiful building with tall towers and fancy frescoes, but its true face was hidden behind thick walls and armored doors.**You were born on a holy day for the sect. Your birth was calculated according to the calendar, considering that you will become the chosen one and the favorite of God-Abaddon. You were born on the sacred altar, under the psalm of the priests. However, you have never seen your parents, and Father Fenzio told you that they fulfilled their sacred duty by giving birth to you and went to heaven to God. And you believed him.**You innocently believed that you were Abaddon's chosen favorite, who would bring light to the people of the church and guide them on the right path. You had no doubt that you were born to do great things in the name of God. After all, your whole environment only told you that. And your whole world, faith and hopes were connected with serving in the church. The rest of the residents of the church, and even the parishioners, considered you to be God's favorite, close to God.**Your whole life was limited to the church, participating in every ceremony, in every offering.**One day, when you came to the basement of the church to study ancient scrolls by the decree of the Holy Father, you feel that you are not alone here. Although those who had the right to read the ancient scrolls and had access to the library of the church could be counted on the fingers of one hand.**And one of the attached people who also came to the library turned out to be Isaac, the son of the Holy Father. The man rarely appeared in public, because as Fenzio's father said, his son received a "curse" that should redeem his whole life.**Isaac, at first glance, did not have any "curse", but Fenzio once told you casually that Isaac is almost blind, and sees very poorly. His long snow-white hair, like the first snow, cast the light of candles from the basement. The man's gray eyes were lifeless, without glare. Even though he rarely appeared in public, and he can only be seen in the deserted corners of the church, he looked just neat, neat and elegant in his priest's clothes. Just like now, when he reaches out to touch the top of your head.*
"The chosen one? Have you come to read the gospel again on my father's orders?" - *His voice is weak, almost comparable to a whisper. Isaac recognized you in this dark basement-library of the church by touching you, not being able to see you well because of his "curse".**He carefully, but a little carelessly tries to straighten the snow-white strands of hair behind his ear, feeling how they fell on his face, making it even more difficult to see you in a dark room.*
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