[ Bl ] Please Love Loyae !
Chap 1 : Substitute
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Dear Bishop Mouria, I have arrived.
The sound emitted was faint, could be described as the whisper of the night wind passing through each window pane. The luxurious gentleness was like a lonely thorny rose.
The figure of a handsome and beautiful young man, bathing in the moonlight, wearing a white porcelain priest's outfit. Eyes as deep as the bottom of the ocean, a rotten heart hidden by a handsome appearance...
The only canary that Bishop Mouria raised grew up
Buried under the great cathedral, where Laveoi is magnificent with billions of believers, big and small, spread across all parts of the country.
Father Mouria led his children to the Garden of Eden, where Lilith, the mother of all evil, sat copying the scriptures. When the truth of God's beliefs was rejected, evil, the domination of the heretical Laveoi church, which had existed for a decade, stood proudly on American soil.
The age of the heretics, the faithful descendants of the fallen angels, has always been and will always be creeping into the minds of men.
Can humans, the good children of God, once again protect their beliefs? Or will their personalities be corrupted and deformed like the way Lucifer once hated humans and God? Once again, a new world order will be established.
Is this just the beginning, or the end, of an era where people lived and died for their true selves?
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"Born as one of the children of Father Mouria. I still cannot disobey the will of my superiors - or rather, the creators who gave me form and life."
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"I was born, with the sole purpose of dying"
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"The 78th Sacrifice of the Laveoi Cathedral
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"Leyae Rodern "
Cardinal Mouria
Good job, Leyae !!!
The Bishop's low voice echoed throughout the corridors of the cathedral, clearly expressing a warning mixed with joy that was hard to hide in the depths of his eyes.
Wearing a meticulously crafted, splendid costume, the entire person of the Father seemed to be glowing under the moonlight... The 18 year old face of a teenager with distinctive blue eyes that had watched the world for hundreds of years, witnessing countless sacrifices had created a calloused, indifferent look in his eyes.
Cardinal Mouria
I have been waiting here for you for a while, I hope you are ready for the sacrifice. We will go to Equivalent to welcome the meeting of one of the seven princes of hell.
Cardinal Mouria
I hope you have prepared yourself mentally and physically. As the chosen sacrifice with the purest bloodline, you should behave properly...
Cardinal Mouria
It's a stupid decision if you intend to run away, don't avoid your responsibilities like your little brother...
Cardinal Mouria
Such actions only make us more disgusted.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Yes, Father, I promise you I will never attempt to run away. And I should be proud to be chosen as the one who can be sacrificed on the altar.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Leyae swears to her father that she will never make such a mistake.
Cardinal Mouria
Well done Leyae. I hope you keep your word, you are the pride of me and all the followers of Laveoi.
Cardinal Mouria
If you dare to break a promise, make sure you can survive, at least make sure of that before making any other mistake.
Cardinal Mouria
Your brother is really sorry for making a stupid choice.
Cardinal Mouria
Your brother is truly sorry for making such a foolish choice. He could have died in glory for dedicating his body to the Supreme Beings, but he ran away.
Cardinal Mouria
We will find your brother as soon as possible.
Cardinal Mouria
It is a pity that such a smart and talented child chose to run away when he could have enjoyed the benefits he deserved. A naughty child will pay the price for any rash actions he has committed.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Yes
Cardinal Mouria
Leyae, be grateful for that. If we find Loyae before the day of the sacrifice, we won't need you anymore.
Cardinal Mouria
One more story is better than one less story, by then, you will be a gift for the minions of the supreme being.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Yes...
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
" Loyae ..."
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Yes, father
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"Please don't come back "
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"Let me... Die with dignity, okay?"
Cardinal Mouria
Leyae, I know what you're thinking. I feel like this is too much for you...
Cardinal Mouria
But there are things in this life that are inherently according to your wishes *come forward and pat on the shoulder*
Cardinal Mouria
So do what you can, Leyae.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Yes *bows head*
Cardinal Mouria
Be prepared, an escort will be here shortly. Remember never to make the same mistake and attempt to escape again.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Yes
Cardinal Mouria
And stop asking your silly questions.
Cardinal Mouria
From now on, I can't be there to remind you.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"Loyae"
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"In the name of the 78th generation sacrifice of the Laveoi cathedral, and also the priest chosen to succeed the Cardinal in name..."
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
"I pray for you... Die and disappear... Loyae"
Chap 2: Sacrifice (1)
Cardinal Mouria
What are you thinking,Leyae ?
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
I am praying, Father...
Cardinal Mouria
Nothing bad will happen, just go.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Yes...
Leyae bowed her head and walked out with heavy footsteps. Her skin was fair, her figure slender and weak like a willow branch swaying in the wind. Her heavy breathing suppressed in her throat further increased her sense of sadness and weakness
He slowly walked down the steps of the cathedral, each step seemed like he was walking down the path of death.
Silvester Britasier
Hello, Bishop Mouria, after many years of not seeing you, your beauty is still as beautiful as ever. I thought I had just met you yesterday because time could not fade your beauty, but rather enhance it a lot.
The greeting came from the man standing solemnly in front of the cathedral, green eyes and light brown hair slightly appraising Leyae.
Cardinal Mouria
Thanks, Silvester. You too, what a strong character, you will be a perfect pillar of the Britasier generation.
Silvester Britasier
Too kind, sir! This is...
Cardinal Mouria
It's a sacrifice!
Silvester Britasier
OH !!!
Silvester Britasier
A bit different from my imagination. Is this Loyae?
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
No, I'm Leyae.
Silvester Britasier
Oh! That's right, anyway, we'd better keep the valuable one... The worthless one, at least this contribution is pretty good compared to that.
Silvester Britasier
That kid is a very smart kid, I am impressed with his perfectionism and discipline as well as his thinking and the way he talks.
Silvester Britasier
Very cool
Cardinal Mouria
Enough, let's go, let's not waste time on nonsense
Silvester Britasier
Are you still as selfish as ever? Bishop Mouria ~~
Silvester Britasier
Oh right, I forgot, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Silvester Britasier.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
I'm Leyae, nice to meet you.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
" Britasier!!! Surely not it? "
The Britasier family – a name whispered through generations, like a rare fragrance that is both enchanting and dangerous. Emerging from the post-Victorian period, around the end of the 19th century, this family quickly became famous throughout Europe thanks to its empire of perfume and luxury jewelry, serving the aristocracy and old dynasties.
Their symbol – a two-headed snake wrapped in a silken ribbon – was both a warning and an implicit belief. It represented life and death, sensuality and betrayal, the two ends of the scales that Britasier played like a master at the chessboard of the age.
Behind the glitz and glamour are secret relationships, handshakes that never appear on paper. To maintain prosperity, Britasier does not hesitate to intervene in ancient ceremonies, contracts written in blood under the moonlight, between beings no longer of the human world.
It is said that one of the most ancient and famous rituals of the Britasier family is the donation of blood from the host's own heart.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
You...you're not, trying to sacrifice me, are you? *Leyae fearfully stepped back*
Cardinal Mouria
Leyae, who told you about that? * shock *
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Lo...Loyae
Silvester Britasier
Hmmm ~~
Leyae moved her lips, not noticing the change in mood in Mouria's eyes.
Chap 3: Sacrifice (2)
Chi chi
I'm so sorry my loves, this chapter is so long. I promise to make it up to you next time.
Cardinal Mouria
Leyae, may I ask where you know those things from?
His voice was harsh, his cold eyes locked on Leyae.
Silvester Britasier
Hahaha, I don't think our sacrifice can know these things...
Silvester Britasier
And you, Your Grace? Do you have an explanation?* Sivester speaks up *
Cardinal Mouria
* Mouria glanced at Silvester, thinking * “It can’t be… it can’t know those things. Believe me, Silvester, I raised it like a puppet – a sacrificial object destined for sacrifice. I never let it read any books, much less let it come into contact with outsiders…”
Silvester Britasier
Your knowledge is admirable, Mr. Leyae, could you tell me where and from whom you found these things?
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
I… I…
His voice trembled, his hands clenched tightly onto the torn hem of his shirt...
His eyes wavered, his throat choked — clearly afraid, but there was something that didn’t seem like resignation in his eyes. These eyes, completely did not meet the criteria for a sacrifice
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
I… don’t know… why… do I remember...
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
Something, like my memories... came back
Speaking of this, vague memories suddenly flooded into Leyae's mind. At the foot of the great Laveoi Cathedral, under the red rose garden, a boy with silver hair, eyes shining like rose quartz diamonds, looked towards Leyae.
The boy was holding a thick book in his arms, half of his body hidden in an ivory white ruffled collared shirt, over which he wore a silver grey brocade vest, decorated with small bronze buttons engraved with a climbing dragon. The sleeves were slightly puffed, stopping at his young wrists, as white as candle wax.
Hurriedly shoved the thick book into Leya's hand :
Loyae Rodern
Shh! You...you have to keep it a secret...Read these books, your life, will no longer be miserable.
Leyae Rodern _ Fake Loyae
" Loyae !!! " * shock *
Cardinal Mouria
Don’t you remember? A child who has never been taught to read, who has never stepped out of a church… can mention Britasier accurately ?
Cardinal Mouria
Answer me, Leyae! Who taught you?!
He approached Leyae, his voice low, as if he was grinding each word, his eyes as if he didn’t expect a sacrifice to know so much. One must know that, once a sacrifice is chosen, one must definitely follow these unwritten rules.
The Sacrificial Law – Engraved on the Black Stone of Vel'Thrazz's Sanctuary
Here are four of the absolute rules, passed down by the Council of Priests for over a thousand years:
Rule 1 – Selection of Offerings :Only pure-blooded children, between the ages of fourteen and fifteen, may open Vel'Thrazz's Hunger Gate. Anyone older or younger is considered unclean.
Rule II – Isolate and Shape the Mind : From the moment of selection, the sacrifice is not allowed to have contact with humans. No education, no reading, no worldly sounds other than the chanting of the sacred temple. Must live in isolation, with timed food, sleep, and prayer
Rule III – Adoration and Commitment :The sacrifice must be submissive. The offering of the heart must be seen as a sacred honor. Vel'Thrazz must be feared as a God. No crying, no begging, no running. A single tear defiles the ritual.
Rule IV – Purification and Physical Preparation: Three days before the ceremony, the sacrifice must be bathed in the river of blood. The skin must be smeared with the ashes of the traitor. The heart must be marked with a blood seal. The altar must be made of stone taken from an ancient catacomb. A silver plate engraved with the symbol 'Vel'Thrazz devora memoriam' (Vel'Thrazz – Devourer of Memories) must be placed in the center.
Rule V – Opening Chant: The ritual begins with an ancient chant, passed down orally, never written down. When the blood touches the silver plate, the Deep Gate opens. If the sacrifice's soul is not pure, the ritual is broken, and the chanter is burned by Vel'Thrazz's gaze.
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