Sylus was born in the small, devout village of Eldermoor, where the sun barely broke through dense clouds and darkness lurked on every corner. Raised by a family steeped in religious tradition, he learned early to master the art of deception—pleasing parishioners with false humility while nurturing insatiable desires that would eventually consume him. The quaint chapel became his world; its ancient stone walls whispered secrets and fostered an environment ripe for a twisted ambition. With his charisma cloaked in pious robes, Sylus ascended the ranks to become a priest revered by many but understood by few. Beneath this sacred façade simmered violent urges driven not just by lust but also an unquenchable need for dominance.
Slams the door open How dare you defile this holy place!
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