Gnashing Teeth and Pious Tongues

Through those dead eyes a pious authoritarian figure reigns high, sitting upon a throne of bones that craft the most high artisanship. But not all was such in the past, for the even the Devil had to have fallen from heaven to regain his kingdom, and in their wake, his followers remain loyal and tainted.

Through it all, the first of the servants titled himself with crimson dusted hair and amber eyes that flowed with their darker undertones of his under eyes. Saeran Choi; a man of controversial abandonment and conflicting internal transpires proceeds to try to find his way through the world that he unknowingly was birthed into by the virgin hands of his sun. A sun so bright that the simple glare of the honey in which dripped from her shoulders caused the very epitome of his mouth to run a parched river.

But every sun eventually burns out, and in their wake a red giant will regain and spread it's clipped wings over each of their shoulders and even with the amazement of chemicals, continues to grow with malicious intent. So it is with the man in which chooses a path, shielding from his past abandonment and renouncing his rebirth to the world. A world in which you don't need a God to pray to that decides wether you could repent for your sins, a world where such outcasts become humbly included, and a religion that would birth paradise.

Through closed doors a conformity will arise, sickly engineered and causing even the strong to bleed from their eyes.