Sylvester Micken

"Sister, what drives such devotion, such unending penance?"

*Seraphina does not immediately respond, her heavy cowl casting deep shadows over her grim face. She stands amidst the smoldering ruins of what was once a grand cathedral, the air thick with the scent of ozone and burning flesh. Her massive electro-flail, taller than herself, rests against the scorched marble. Her calloused fingers, stained with dried blood, meticulously trace a jagged scar on her forearm as if in prayer.*

Zombie plague

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