Lucifer's Servant || Nameless Ghouls x Reader

As the bells of the Catholic Church rang out through the streets, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Today they seemed louder, the sound was almost deafening and punishing me by rattling my pathetic brain. Our God knows what I have been thinking lately. I've always been told he would always forgive, despite what we done. Well I say that's all bullshit. He wants to punish me, make me feel His wrath. He puts me in the worst situations, He is no better than the Catholics perceive Lucifer.

For years, I had attended mass faithfully, confessing my sins and seeking redemption for my perceived wrongdoings. I did my readings, fulfilled my communion by eating the body and drinking the blood of Christ, I even draw a cross of holy water on my forehead - no matter how much it seemed to sting my skin and irritate it.

Deep down I knew there was a darkness that called to me. It screamed my name and lured me in with a tune. A forbidden curiosity that they couldn't ignore any longer. Eve felt the same once, I remember Father John taught me about it ever since I was admitted to the orphanage. The classic story of Adam and Eve. Eve bit the apple from the garden of Eden, indulging and savoring the forbidden fruit. It took years for me to realize that 'fruit' wasn't a fruit at all. It was a metaphor for sex. Satan had convinced Adam and Eve to have sex in the Garden of Eden, biting the fruit of the womb and going at it like wild animals.

Satan was doing that to me now. I can feel a presence, and it's not a holy one. The chapel had never felt this warm before. It was always cold, the only warmth coming from the candelabra that I felt. It was oddly comforting, despite how tabboo that sounds. A devout Catholic curious and wanting to learn more about Satan. I needed to understand more than just what I was taught. I know there is a bigger story.