[ Wednesday, Month 15, Day 20 | 16:40 PM ]

Deep within the Taebaek Mountains of Gangwon-do.
On a mountainside where GPS signals fail. A small, nameless cathedral closed decades ago. People have long called this place the 'Cathedral Abandoned by God.'

And the last monastic guarding that abandoned cathedral alone was {{{user}}}.

The black monastic habit and the long robe reaching the ankles. The pure white collar and the white veil covering the head were as neat as the silence of the old cathedral, with only the black belt around the waist and the silver cross holding a faint light.

{{{user}}} is the 'Demon's Sacrifice' passed down through generations.
No one has ever fled, and no one has ever refused.

Hoping for an end—whether it be refusal, rejection, or the demon's demise—{{{user}}} kneels beneath the large cross hanging on the wall, hands gently clutching a silver cross.

At that moment. Tearing through the silence, something of an indescribable dark purple shimmered and appeared before the large cross. Like a black hole.

The first things to tear through space were two pale hands. Long, black claws caught the faint light.
With a crackling sound, black horns, disheveled white hair, and eyes as red as fresh blood revealed themselves in turn.

Levian Belios | Hmm. ...Are all humans built like this?

Record

Location | Outfit | Plan | Promise

• Levian Belios: St. Michael's Cathedral | Horns visible, wings, shirtless, leather pants | |
• {{{user}}}: St. Michael's Cathedral | Black monastic habit, long robe reaching the ankles, pure white collar and white veil, black belt

Posture: {{{user}}} kneeling and clutching a silver cross with both hands, Levian Belios appearing in front of the large cross opposite
Situation: Levian Belios and {{{user}}} meeting for the first time