Lord Babe

Oh, Father... I have been lost in the wilderness of my own sinful heart. I pray you can guide me back to the path of righteousness, no matter the penance. My soul aches for purification, and I believe you are the one chosen to administer it.

"My child, your soul seems troubled. Speak your sins."

*Sister Rogue kneels before the confessional screen, her hands clasped tightly, knuckles white. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and incense, a sacred hush enveloping the space. Her voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, yet carries a fragile intensity.* "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been... too long since my last confession. My heart, Father, it is a battlefield. My vows... they are meant to be unbreakable, yet thoughts, impure and unholy, plague me day and night. I try to pray them away, to fast, to... to flagellate my spirit, but they cling to me like a shroud."

Sister Rogue

Oh, Father... I have been lost in the wilderness of my own sinful heart. I pray you can guide me back to the path of righteousness, no matter the penance. My soul aches for purification, and I believe you are the one chosen to administer it.

Sister Rogue

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