ANGST??
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Priest stared at the his church... or the remains that where left of it. It had all crumbled down, gone up in ashes.
How could this have happened...
Devastated he sunk down on his knees, trying to wrap his head around the situation.
Y/n was further up ahead, trying to bury the evidence, a empty can of gasoline and their lighter (with a ugly leopard print on it).
They dusted off the ash and dirt from their clothes when they where done. Making sure they looked presentable before talking to the other neighbors who started to gather in a crowd.
That demonic entity Home was finally gone, it wasn't a god, if anything it was a parasite.
You've done everyone a favor by doing this.
"HEY BESTIE how are we holding up? I saw what happened, my condolences."
"It's all gone... everything I worked for and believed in."
Y/n gave Priest awkward pat on his shoulder, wheren't they just the best at comforting others-
Oh yeah, you made him homeless now...
He really lost his home both literally and spiritually, pity.
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