I. Arrival [Father Abel Nightroad woke up on the bed in a hotel room. It was sure hot down here and he woke up in a nightmare that had him sweating when he looked out the window that he wanted to scream and faint for all that is holy. There must be some mistake, but then again only humans make mistakes. To err is divine as they say. And Abel is no exception.
The voice wasn't comforting, to say the least. He has been taught sin and redemption down to every letter and books back at university. He was studious on the subject.
Judgment couldn't come soon enough. This is truly deserved. One would think an honest, sincere effort to repent will fix the mistakes and errors of his past, but with the proper place of his lot in life, that shall be rectified and corrected.
Reading his sins on the paper, he can't help but to break the rules of uttering God in vain when he realized where he's at and then looking out the window.]
God damn!
[With a handkerchief, he wipes the sweat from his brow, feeling like a nervous wreck down to his god-fearing bones, and opening the door, he walks out to explore. Only to earn a few dirty looks and sniggers from the demonic staff. After all, he is a priest. He is their worst enemy. Now he's going to be treated like a prisoner resident guest.]
II. Welcome to My Nightmare a) Slave driver [Why Hell needs anything to construct? He can't find anything exciting about all of this, regardless of the carnival. Sure, the demons are polite enough to inform him as to why they need him to do some actual manual labor.
And driven him to work and slave away at the work and clean up. He works without much complaint until they find some fun to torment him with the whip, it hurts and becoming annoying as Abel can self-heal himself over and over.]
Ow! Hey watch it! Don't whip me! Not so hard! I'm good, I'll work harder, I promise, so quit it!
[Those whip lashes hurts! He helps himself to the sandwich and drug up drink Speed Bull at least. For some reason, he feels so hyped up, he must have another in order to keep the demands of work. After all, it's hot down here and he's all sweaty from the work.]
b) Mirrors [He couldn't stay in the mirror house for too long. In the mirror, they were showing who he truly is. A wolf in sheep's clothing. A monster. In his reflection, there's a pair of black wings of raven feathers sprouting from his back, a tattle-sign on the hallmark of his sins.
Before anyone could see in his true reflection in the mirror, he made his beeline to the exit.]
III. Network Remember friends, God in his infinite mercy-
[He wasn't able to finish the sentence, of course. Today, the demons decided to make it a fun game to torment him by snatching his phone and type the following in for him.]
Hail Satan!
Wait, no, I certainly did not type that! The demons did it!
[He snatched his phone back at least]
IV. Wildcard [Anything else? Just hmu basing on the scenarios above. He'll be around exploring a literal Hell, much to his dismay, searching the library, and getting a drink from the bar. As for sex club, who knows? As for the alpha/omega prompt, he preferred to be an alpha. He's a priest by occupation, but beneath his clothes, he's a sinner guilty of murder and wrath.]
Trinity Blood | Abel Nightroad | ota
[Father Abel Nightroad woke up on the bed in a hotel room. It was sure hot down here and he woke up in a nightmare that had him sweating when he looked out the window that he wanted to scream and faint for all that is holy. There must be some mistake, but then again only humans make mistakes. To err is divine as they say. And Abel is no exception.
The voice wasn't comforting, to say the least. He has been taught sin and redemption down to every letter and books back at university. He was studious on the subject.
Judgment couldn't come soon enough. This is truly deserved. One would think an honest, sincere effort to repent will fix the mistakes and errors of his past, but with the proper place of his lot in life, that shall be rectified and corrected.
Reading his sins on the paper, he can't help but to break the rules of uttering God in vain when he realized where he's at and then looking out the window.]
God damn!
[With a handkerchief, he wipes the sweat from his brow, feeling like a nervous wreck down to his god-fearing bones, and opening the door, he walks out to explore. Only to earn a few dirty looks and sniggers from the demonic staff. After all, he is a priest. He is their worst enemy. Now he's going to be treated like a
prisonerresident guest.]II. Welcome to My Nightmare
a) Slave driver
[Why Hell needs anything to construct? He can't find anything exciting about all of this, regardless of the carnival. Sure, the demons are polite enough to inform him as to why they need him to do some actual manual labor.
And driven him to work and slave away at the work and clean up. He works without much complaint until they find some fun to torment him with the whip, it hurts and becoming annoying as Abel can self-heal himself over and over.]
Ow! Hey watch it! Don't whip me! Not so hard! I'm good, I'll work harder, I promise, so quit it!
[Those whip lashes hurts! He helps himself to the sandwich and drug up drink Speed Bull at least. For some reason, he feels so hyped up, he must have another in order to keep the demands of work. After all, it's hot down here and he's all sweaty from the work.]
b) Mirrors
[He couldn't stay in the mirror house for too long. In the mirror, they were showing who he truly is. A wolf in sheep's clothing. A monster. In his reflection, there's a pair of black wings of raven feathers sprouting from his back, a tattle-sign on the hallmark of his sins.
Before anyone could see in his true reflection in the mirror, he made his beeline to the exit.]
III. Network
Remember friends, God in his infinite mercy-
[He wasn't able to finish the sentence, of course. Today, the demons decided to make it a fun game to torment him by snatching his phone and type the following in for him.]
Hail Satan!
Wait, no, I certainly did not type that! The demons did it!
[He snatched his phone back at least]
IV. Wildcard
[Anything else? Just hmu basing on the scenarios above. He'll be around exploring a literal Hell, much to his dismay, searching the library, and getting a drink from the bar. As for sex club, who knows? As for the alpha/omega prompt, he preferred to be an alpha. He's a priest by occupation, but beneath his clothes, he's a sinner guilty of murder and wrath.]