Eye of Eros

 He knew better than anyone how rotten the church was, especially when it came to the same racism and discrimination they loved to shun.

 Nonetheless, what worried him was the chance of the church discovering his true identity as a demon.

 If he wasn't careful in his actions for the next few weeks, there was a chance the church would notice a pattern among the student's confession, and he would be brought under suspicion.

 Though the chances of this happening were slim, allowing the church to start suspecting him was definitely something he was trying to avoid.

 'As long I don't do anything too crazy… I should be fine.' He mumbled inwardly, his face squeezing into a frown.

 'The church is still too powerful for me to stand against… or rather, I'm too weak to stand against them.' He thought, clenching his jaws in annoyance.

[You know… there's no need to be so down about being weak.]