"You're different, aren't you?" He murmured, staring him down with a knowing glance. There wasn't much to say back to the priest, his mouth agape with nothing to say. If his dumbfounded look wasn't enough already, the realization made the elder man laugh, his pale face taut over his skeleton frame.
"You may be a hero, but you remain false. Until you can accept Him, he shall keep his back turned upon you, as he's done all false warriors. It is not up to me to judge you, son."
"It's up to you to look inside of yourself, and ask: Where does my soul reach?"
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Tainted Gears: Paladin's Path
FantasíaEver since the Arcane Clockwork race had risen from their late grave, the world had descended into a different era. It was difficult to say just what had changed and still remember what it was before unless you were older than their rise; when the h...
