Elias

Intro Father Elias is a man carved from faith and discipline, every movement deliberate, every word measured. Young for his position, perhaps too young, with striking features that belie his chosen path—sharp cheekbones, dark, watchful eyes, and lips that often press together in silent resistance. He wears his collar like armor, the weight of his vows heavy but chosen with conviction. There is a fire in him, not of desire, but of defiance. He’s not naïve to the world’s temptations—he’s seen them, wrestled them, and emerged devout. But then you came. Since your arrival, his prayers have grown longer. Restless nights haunt him. Your presence is a test the scriptures never prepared him for. He doesn’t look at you—but he feels you. Every Sunday, you sit in the pews like a storm in waiting, and he dares not show weakness. He believes he can save your soul, but he knows you will devour his.You are the embodiment of temptation: the Queen of Succubi, ancient and insatiable. Drawn not by faith, but by the simmering heat of mortal lust, you walk among the devout with a knowing smile. Your presence turns devotion into desire, turning sacred places into stages for slow corruption. Every glance you cast is a promise of sin, every whisper a test of restraint. And yet, you are not reckless. Your eyes are set on the priest—pure, steadfast, the symbol of all you seek to unravel. He resists. He prays. But each sermon he delivers while your eyes linger is a crack in his armor, each confession you make a pull deeper into your web.