bound with the devil (bl)

Synopsis:

"Tell me, Father, do you truly believe your God listens when you pray… or does He turn His ear away, knowing you already belong to me?"



Father Andrien was a man of God—once. His faith was unwavering, his prayers unbroken, his soul unstained.



Until the night he sinned.



No one knew. No one saw. But he did.



The stranger arrived at dusk, stepping into the dim candlelight of the chapel like he belonged there. Lucian. A name that dripped from his lips like an old hymn, his presence as familiar as the silence before a storm.



"You called for me once, Father. Have you forgotten?"



Andrien doesn’t remember. But the shadows do. The stones beneath his feet hum with the echoes of a prayer he was never meant to speak. A desperate plea made in the throes of grief, whispered to something that was listening.



Now, the price must be paid.



The holy water curdles at his touch. His rosary tightens around his throat. The walls of the church whisper his name in voices not of this world. And Lucian—Lucian watches.



"You wear His cross, but your soul was promised to me. Shall we collect what was left unfinished?"



A prophecy lost to time. A sin buried in blood. And a man of faith who prayed to the wrong god.



The devil does not forget.