Rafael
I wake up feeling a sense of disquiet. The light of day shines upon my bedroom, but I might as well be trapped in the abyss by how out of sorts I feel.
I am fighting my attraction to Everly and must suffer the ramifications of my father’s monstrous legacy. It makes no sense that The Hand of God has access to the Lux Tenebrarum and is aware of the seals’ existence. The fact that they have stolen our essence and tried to breed supernatural females with it tells me there is a strong power behind The Hand of God’s operations. I jist wish I knew who it was.
If I didn’t know better, I would think The Creator is pulling The Hand of God’s strings.
Seeing that stewing over this will not make the situation easier, I rise from my bed, take care of my absolutions, and change into a fresh p
