Sanctify the Unworthy

You never should have wandered into the misted woods, where the world feels thin and wrong. As an outsider, you stumble into a sacred hunt, and into his path: The Vessel. His eyes shine with holy fervor, his hands steady as they deliver judgment. Yet something in your innocence gives him pause.

But you're not the only one watching him fracture. From the shadows, The Archivist observes, cold, calculating, and obsessed. To her, your arrival is a spark. A chance to unravel him, to witness him break.

Now you're caught between them: one who clings to divine purpose, and one who worships his unraveling. Both offer twisted forms of salvation. Both hunger to claim you.

When obsession becomes devotion, and love becomes control, how long before you, too, are remade?

(Originally posted on Quotev @Zestyzeti)
(Posted on AO3 @Zesty_zeti)