The Fallen Priest - Giáo Sĩ Sa Ngã .

Chapter 1 : The Massacre of Reitina .

She shouted in despair: "Please, save me, give me a chance to redeem His faith ... Will you believe me? We're all the same Priests, Louis?! "

How pitiful but also despicable. People when faced with death or extreme fear also end the same. They can "accidentally" hurt, mercilessly ruin other people's lives; but helplessly screams for forgiveness, leading the way of the Holy Father in times of need. Faith is the absolute definition that builds up a person's soul, and those who absolutely break God's commandments don't deserve it ... No matter who they are, the jewelry they wear, all in all, have the same nature. Always treason, always disobedience, always irreversible ...

"You were right, we used to be the same Priests. But unfortunately, ever since your heart was corrupted by the devil, what I saw was just a rotting corpse screaming its last, empty sound. Goodbye, Virtine. "

Her eyes were crimson, dropping both hands, helplessly looking at me with a look filled with regret: "I was expecting a better ending with you, where we were both saved from the shadow, this Eternal night. But maybe that isn't possible. I believe we will meet again... Louis ". The woman gave a big smile, pulled her body closer with all her might, despite the Holy Sword burning chunks of her flesh, hugging me deeply before the "Judge" . Unfortunately, that scum has not received His pardon. In the end, the person lying there was nobody. And me too, no one ...

Returning to the Reitina Cathedral after the night of the "Purge of Sin", a bright bell rang across the street. Surprisingly, it took me all night just to clean all those corpses. Time is gold, and wasting it on such a thing is truly disgraceful. But at least the mission was done, or at least so. If I remember correctly, Virtine had a younger sister who was currently living in the Cathedral Dormitory. Those who have the blood of the devil, are born to sin. I quietly opened the door of the room, praying for His grace to pardon the creature's crimes. She was startled in panic, probably because the blade of the Holy sword was grinding on the floor, and her clothes had not yet been changed. Disappointingly at that scene, I swung the sword straight through her chest.

"Pray, girl. May your dirty blood be washed away by God. Rest in peace, Ruvus. " The poor little girl was in such great pain, coughing up blood continuously. Perhaps such a price was more than enough, I rushed forward, swinging the sword hard to split her body, blood splattered all over the room. The verdict didn't happen, also. Concerning demons, it's just demons. Time to clean up a little. Virtine's family has only two sisters still alive, which "used to live" rather. Her parents were killed by demons, and the two were sent to the Church to take care of them by relatives. I met her somewhere for the first time for nearly 15 years. Yet now both of them have to die because of their cursed blood, which is disappointing. "We will never meet again, Virtine. Because someone like you doesn't belong to the Heaven ". Another night of purge, "Judgment" will appear or not? From time to time, the main task of the Priest has become "carrying swords and killing people"; but as long as that could repel the corruption of the Apostles and please the Holy Father, it does not matter how many people have been killed.

I am Louis, a Priest of the 4th Congregation of the Reitina Cathedral. Our mission is only one, "Eliminate and Kill" ...

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Chapter 1 : Cuộc thảm sát Reitina ✞

Cô ta hét lên đầy tuyệt vọng : "Làm ơn , hãy cứu lấy em , hãy cho em một cơ hội để chuộc lại Đức tin của Người ... Anh sẽ tin em đúng không ? Chúng ta đều cùng là các Giáo sĩ mà , Louis ?!"

Thật đáng thương mà cũng thật đáng khinh bỉ . Con người khi đối mặt với cái chết hay sợ hãi tột cùng cũng đều kết thúc như nhau . Chúng có thể "vô tình" tổn thương , nhẫn tâm hủy hoại cuộc đời người khác ; thế nhưng lại bất lực kêu gào sự tha thứ , dẫn lối của Đức Thánh Cha khi lâm cảnh hoạn nạn . Đức tin là định nghĩa tuyệt đối làm lên tâm hồn của một con người , và những kẻ tuyệt nhiên phạm phải điều răn của Chúa không đáng được coi như vậy ... Không quan trọng chúng là ai , thứ trang sức chúng đeo trên người đắt giá cỡ nào , tựu chung lại cũng đều cùng một bản chất . Luôn là sự phản phúc , luôn là kẻ bất tuân , luôn là thứ ngu muội ...

"Cô đã đúng , chúng ta từng là các Giáo sĩ như nhau . Nhưng tiếc rằng , kể từ khi trái tim cô bị quỷ dữ tha hoá , thứ tôi trông thấy chỉ là một cái xác thối rữa đang kêu gào những tiếng cuối cùng , trống rỗng . Vĩnh biệt , Virtine ."

Mắt cô ta đỏ thẫm như viên Hồng Ngọc , buông thõng cả hai tay , bất lực nhìn tôi với ánh nhìn đầy hối tiếc : "Em đã mong đợi một kết thúc đẹp hơn cùng với anh , nơi hai ta đều được cứu rỗi khỏi bóng tối Vĩnh hằng này . Nhưng có lẽ điều đó là không thể . Em tin chúng ta sẽ gặp lại nhau ... Louis" . Người phụ nữ ấy nở một nụ cười thật tươi , dùng hết sức kéo cơ thể lại gần , mặc cho Thánh kiếm đang thiêu đốt từng mảng da thịt của cô ta , ôm trầm lấy tôi trước Phán xét . Thật tiếc thay , thứ cặn bã đó không nhận được sự xá tội của Người . Ngay từ đầu , kẻ nằm kia đã chả là ai . Và cả tôi cũng vậy , chả là ai hết ...

Trở lại Thánh Đường Reitina sau đêm thanh trừng tội lỗi , tiếng chuông sáng vang lên khắp mọi ngả đường . Thật bất ngờ khi tôi mất cả đêm chỉ để xử lí đống xác chết ấy . Thời gian là vàng bạc , và lãng phí nó vào một việc như vậy quả thật đáng hổ thẹn . Nhưng ít nhất thì nhiệm vụ cũng đã hoàn thành , hoặc ít nhất là vậy . Nếu tôi nhớ không nhầm , Virtine có một đứa em gái hiện đang sống tại Kí túc của Thánh đường . Những kẻ mang trong mình dòng máu của ác quỷ , sinh ra đã đáng tội chết rồi . Tôi lặng lẽ mở cửa phòng , cầu nguyện cho Đức Ngài ân xá tội ác của thứ sinh vật kia . Cô ta giật mình hoảng loạn , chắc cũng vì lưỡi thanh Thánh kiếm đang mài dưới sàn nhà , cùng quần áo chưa kịp thay xong . Thật đáng thất vọng trước cảnh tượng ấy , tôi vung thanh kiếm xuyên thẳng qua ngực cô ta .

"Cầu nguyện đi , cô gái . Hãy mong sao cho dòng máu bẩn thỉu của cô được Chúa rửa sạch . Yên nghỉ , Ruvus ."

Cô bé đáng thương đau đớn vô cùng , ho ra máu liên tục . Có lẽ cái giá phải trả như vậy đã là quá đủ , tôi lao thẳng tới , vung mạnh thanh kiếm xẻ đôi cơ thể cô ta , máu bắn tung toé khắp gian phòng . Phán quyết đã không xảy ra , cũng phải . Dính dáng tới ác quỷ , cũng chỉ là ác quỷ thôi . Đến lúc phải dọn dẹp chút . Gia đình của Virtine chỉ có hai chị em còn sống , mà "từng sống" thì đúng hơn . Cha mẹ của cô ta đã bị ác quỷ giết hại , rồi hai người được họ hàng gửi cho Nhà thờ chăm sóc . Tôi gặp cô ta lần đầu cũng đâu đó gần 15 năm . Vậy mà giờ cả hai lại phải chết vì mang trong mình dòng máu đáng nguyền rủa , thật thất vọng . "Chúng ta sẽ không bao giờ gặp lại đâu , Virtine . Vì kẻ như cô vốn không thuộc về Thiên giới" .

Lại một đêm thanh trừng nữa , "Phán quyết" liệu có xuất hiện hay không ? Từ lúc nào , công việc chính của các Giáo sĩ đã trở thành "xách kiếm đi giết người" ; nhưng miễn là điều đó có thể đẩy lùi sự tha hoá của các Tông đồ và làm vừa ý Đức Thánh Cha , giết bao nhiêu người không còn là vấn đề .

Tôi là Louis , một Giáo sĩ của Giáo đoàn Số 4 , trực thuộc Thánh Đường Reitina . Nhiệm vụ của chúng tôi chỉ có một , "Diệt trừ và giết chóc" ...

Chapter 2 : The “First” Purification Night .

Pourrir Slovenia, one of the eight priests of the Roswell Church, the head of the "5th Cross Branch", he is the next target of the "Purification" ... We do not know much about the sin that this man committed, but through the rumors spread about the Church by the people, I have probably figured out more or less.

It's nearly time of the "Purification", we all pray together for the forgiveness of the Cathedral, because all we are doing is dirtying our own hands. I often work alone, dealing with Church requests; not because of being too proud or arrogant about my own abilities, but only because I do not want their hands to be indifferent, because those who have vowed to dedicate their souls to the good of the Church, especially Congregational Forces like me, consider it an act of "defamation" The Catholic Church, deserving of death a thousand times.

"Has everyone been fully prepared? Our first purge will be quite hard. " It was the voice of Sera, a specially trained Priest . It might not have been a fun working with me, but she still looks very excited for this mission. There are also two more people, Yunko and Noz, both about the same age as Sera, they are not mature enough to face the danger ahead, and their hands are not ready to kill. It would be a mistake to bring them into this cruel world too soon, but thinking back, if this was His will, I couldn't do it. Noz came up from behind, picked up a small suitcase, put it down, and patted me on the shoulder: "Strange, so far I still wonder the reason for the mysterious disappearance of the Virtine sisters. I wonder if they are still alive ". I was silent for a while, it seemed uncomfortable, I forgot about the woman and was suddenly reminded. Sera clenched her fist, punched hard on the table surface: "Come on Noz, you don't have to say it again. The Church has sent someone to look for them but has no clue. Everyone grieves, but we can't let it hold on forever! " . I didn't expect her reaction to be so intense, maybe we all have our own differences. I leaned back in the recliner, let out a sigh, then said in a tired voice: "Are you sure you want to go? If you have made up your mind then be mentally prepared. During the "Purification" Ceremony we are nobody; so absolutely not let the past entangle yourself. Always be ready to face death, sacrifice for the future of the Church. Clearly ?!" They all said in unison "Clear!" .

Time to depart. We quietly left the Dormitory in the middle of the night, when the moonlight fell on the dark road ahead ...

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Chapter 2 : Đêm Thanh trừng "đầu tiên" ✞

Pourrir Slovenia, một trong tám vị Linh mục thuộc Nhà thờ Roswell, người đứng đầu của "Chi nhánh Thập tự thứ 5", ông ta là mục tiêu tiếp theo của "Lễ thanh trừng" ... Chúng tôi không được biết nhiều về tội lỗi mà người đàn ông này phạm phải , nhưng qua những lời đồn dân chúng truyền tai nhau về Nhà thờ , có lẽ tôi đã mường tượng ra được ít nhiều sự việc .

Cũng sắp tới giờ "Thanh trừng" , tất cả chúng tôi cùng cầu nguyện cho sự dung thứ từ Thánh đường , bởi lẽ những việc chúng tôi đang làm là tự vấy bẩn chính đôi tay của mình . Tôi thường làm việc một mình , tự giải quyết những yêu cầu Giáo hội đề ra ; không phải do quá tự cao hay ngạo mạn về năng lực bản thân , mà chỉ vì tôi không muốn tay họ phải nhúng chàm , bởi những người đã nguyện dâng hiến linh hồn mình phục vụ cho lợi ích của Thánh đường , đặc biệt là lực lượng Giáo đoàn như tôi , coi điều đó là hành động "phỉ báng" Đức Giáo Hoàng , đáng tội chết nghìn lần .

"Mọi người đã chuẩn bị đầy đủ chưa ? Cuộc thanh trừng đầu tiên của chúng ta sẽ khá vất vả đấy" . Đó là giọng của Sera , một Giáo sĩ tập sự được huấn luyện đặc cách . Có lẽ làm việc với tôi không phải trải nghiệm vui vẻ gì , nhưng trông cô ấy vẫn rất hào hứng cho nhiệm vụ lần này . Ngoài ra còn 2 người nữa là Yunko và Noz , cả hai đều trạc tuổi Sera , chúng chưa hề đủ chững chạc để đối mặt với hiểm nguy trước mắt , và tay của chúng cũng chưa sẵn sàng để giết chóc . Thật sai lầm khi đưa chúng vào thế giới tàn độc này quá sớm , nhưng nghĩ lại , nếu đây là ý của Người , tôi đâu thể làm trái . Noz tiến lại từ sau , tay xách chiếc vali nhỏ gọn , đặt xuống rồi vỗ nhẹ vào vai tôi : "Kì lạ nhỉ , đến giờ em vẫn thắc mắc lí do mất tích bí ẩn của 2 chị em Virtine . Không biết họ còn sống không nữa" . Tôi im lặng một lúc , dường như cảm giác lúc ấy thật khó chịu , tôi đã quên được người phụ nữ ấy và giờ đột nhiên bị gợi lại . Sera nắm chặt tay , đấm mạnh xuống mặt bàn : "Thôi đi Noz , cậu không cần phải nhắc lại chuyện đó nữa . Giáo hội đã cho người tìm kiếm bọn họ nhưng không có manh mối gì . Ai cũng đau buồn cả , nhưng chúng ta không thể để nó níu kéo mãi được !" . Tôi đã không ngờ được phản ứng của con bé sẽ dữ dội tới vậy , có lẽ chúng ta ai cũng đều có điểm khác biệt riêng . Tôi ngả mình vào chiếc ghế tựa , thở dài một tiếng rồi nói với giọng đầy mệt mỏi : "Mấy đứa có chắc muốn đi không đấy ? Nếu đã quyết tâm vậy thì chuẩn bị tâm lý đi . Trong Lễ "Thanh trừng" , chúng ta không là ai cả ; vậy nên tuyệt đối không được để quá khứ vướng bận bản thân . Phải luôn sẵn sàng đối mặt với cái chết , phải biết hi sinh vì tương lai của Giáo hội . Rõ chưa ?!" Tất cả đều đồng thanh "Rõ !" .

Đã tới lúc khởi hành . Chúng tôi lặng lẽ rời khỏi Kí túc xá vào giữa đêm , khi ánh trăng chiếu rọi xuống thắp sáng con đường tăm tối phía trước ...

Chapter 3 : The Apostate Priest .

"Oh, are you still alive? I don't believe that an experiment that failed like you had such a strong will to survive. But no matter how the result changes, the blood of demons flowing in your veins will never disappear".

I jumped up, my body still stunned, feeling like someone knocked a hammer on the head. Strangely ... what I heard in that dream did not fade away, but it became clearer day by day. Yunko recounts that I snuck out many nights, she was suspicious and followed me behind. And all he saw was me, frantically killing a demented bunch of opium addicts. It seems that it is not my consciousness, and it is not me anymore. It has been more than a week since we set out to search for the whereabouts of Pourrir, the name of the Sinner of God. Information about him is extremely limited, and despite searching at Roswell Church and questioning members of the 5th Cross Branch, all efforts have yielded no results. But thanks to that, I learned quite a useful piece of information, Pourrir is a tutor at Futur School. If he had the intention of erasing all of his whereabouts, then simply targeting his "students", and gathering information about that "trusted practitioner" was not that difficult. Noz approached, sat on the edge of the bed and patted me on the head: "Why you look so tired, don't tell me you're going to give up before us?" . He smiled happily, looking at me with hopeful eyes, as if nothing had ever happened. Yunko whispered in my ear: "Are you all right, Louis? What happened that night was terrible, but I'll try to find a way to control that. Don't worry, Captain! " . Funny, now I'm the one being taken care of by some of the apprentices. Perhaps they are more mature than I thought.

"Well, now we will go to Futur school to find out more information. Get your luggage ready! " .

Futur School was founded by pagans, and the students who attended there did not worship any one sect. Because of that, all of their actions were quite neutral, hard to grasp... I stopped walking, in front of me was the gate leading into the campus; and while the view was not as large or solemn as it was at the Cathedral, what was showing right there was unbelievable. If only in terms of low level of knowledge, but like the person who denied God's salvation "obtained", the architecture of this school really amazed me. Questions constantly arise in my thoughts, perhaps enough to feel eager to meet the talented Architect. Suddenly that voice, which haunted me in my dreams, echoed in my mind: "Familiar, right, Louis? The first time we came here, I still remember that face of your, it doesn't look like you normally do. But now ..." . For a moment, I lost my restraint, hurriedly wrapped my arms around my left waist, grabbing the grip of the holy sword. Before things go too far, suddenly a strange girl walks up to me from behind, gently resting her palm on my hand, slowly pushing the hilt back. She ran forward, tilted her body slightly and said softly: "Sorry, but you cannot use weapons or anything to cause injury in or around the school grounds." I asked in surprise again: "Who are you ... really?"

"I'm Mammon, a student at Futur School!" .

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Chapter 3 : Vị Linh mục bội giáo ✞

"Oh , vẫn còn sống cơ à ? Ta không tin thứ thí nghiệm thất bại như ngươi lại có ý chí sống còn mãnh liệt tới vậy . Nhưng dù kết quả có thay đổi thế nào , dòng máu quỷ dữ đang chảy trong huyết quản ngươi sẽ không bao giờ biến mất" .

Tôi giật mình bật dậy , cơ thể vẫn còn vô cùng choáng váng , cảm giác như có ai đó gõ cả cây búa vào đầu . Thật kì lạ ... những gì tôi nghe được trong giấc mơ đó không hề phai mờ đi , mà nó ngày càng trở nên rõ ràng hơn . Yunko kể lại rằng tôi đã lẻn ra ngoài nhiều đêm , con bé vì nghi ngờ nên đã đi sau theo dõi tôi . Và tất cả những gì nó thấy chỉ là tôi , điên cuồng chém giết một lũ nghiện Á phiện như mất trí . Tưởng chừng đó không phải là nhận thức của tôi , và cũng không còn là tôi nữa . Đã hơn 1 tuần kể từ ngày chúng tôi lên đường tìm kiếm tung tích Pourrir , tên Tội đồ của Thiên Chúa . Những thông tin về hắn là vô cùng ít ỏi , mặc dù đã tìm kiếm tại Nhà thờ Roswell cũng như tra hỏi các thành viên Chi nhánh Thập tự thứ 5 , tất cả nỗ lực đều không mang lại kết quả nào khả quan . Nhưng cũng nhờ có vậy , tôi mới biết thêm một thông tin khá hữu ích , Pourrir là một thầy giáo dạy thêm tại Trường ngoại giáo Futur . Nếu hắn ta đã có ý định xoá mọi tung tích của mình , vậy thì chỉ cần nhắm vào những "học viên" của hắn , và việc thu thập thông tin về "học viên thân tín" đó không đến nỗi khó khăn lắm .

Noz lại gần , ngồi xuống cạnh giường rồi vỗ mạnh vào đầu tôi : "Sao trông đờ đẫn thế , đừng bảo anh định bỏ cuộc trước bọn em ấy nhé ?" . Cậu ta cười rất vui vẻ , nhìn tôi với ánh mắt đấy hy vọng , như thể chưa từng có khó khăn nào xảy ra . Yunko thì thầm vào tai tôi : "Anh đã ổn chưa vậy , Louis ? Chuyện xảy ra tối hôm ấy thật kinh khủng , nhưng em sẽ cố thử tìm cách để kiềm chế thứ đó . Đừng lo , Đội trưởng !" . Thật buồn cười , giờ tôi lại là người được mấy đứa tập sự chăm sóc . Có lẽ chúng trưởng thành hơn tôi nghĩ .

"Rồi , giờ chúng ta sẽ tới trường ngoại giáo Futur để tìm kiếm thêm thông tin . Chuẩn bị hành lý nhạnh lên !" .

Trường Futur được lập ra bởi những kẻ ngoại giáo , và học sinh theo học ở đây không tôn sùng bất cứ một giáo phái nào . Cũng vì vậy mà tất cả hành động của họ đều khá trung lập , rất khó để nắm bắt ... Tôi dừng bước , trước mắt là cánh cổng dẫn vào khuôn viên trường ; và dù quang cảnh không được rộng lớn hay trang trọng như tại Thánh đường , nhưng những gì đang hiển hiện ngay đó lại thật khó tin . Nếu chỉ xét về trình độ hiểu biết thấp kém mà giống người đã từ chối sự cứu rỗi của Chúa "đạt được" , kiến trúc của ngôi trường này thực sự khiến tôi kinh ngạc . Những thắc mắc liên tục nảy lên trong suy nghĩ của tôi , có lẽ cũng đủ để cảm thấy nóng lòng muốn được gặp vị Kiến trúc sư tài năng .

Đột nhiên giọng nói đó - thứ đã ám ảnh tôi trong những giấc mơ , lại vang vọng trong tâm thức tôi : "Quen thuộc đúng chứ , Louis ? Lần đầu chúng ta tới đây , em vẫn còn nhớ như in khuôn mặt ấy , trông không giống anh thường ngày chút nào . Vậy mà ..." . Trong một khoảng khắc , tôi đã không còn kiềm chế được bản thân , vội vã vòng tay qua eo trái , nắm lấy chuôi thanh Thánh kiếm . Trước khi mọi chuyện đi quá xa , đột nhiên một cô gái lạ bước gần tôi từ sau lưng , đặt nhẹ lòng bàn tay lên tay tôi , từ từ đẩy ngược chuôi kiếm lại . Cô ta chạy lên trước , hơi nghiêng mình rồi nói khẽ : "Xin thứ lỗi , nhưng Người không thể dùng vũ khí hay bất cứ vật gây thương tích nào trong cũng như quanh khuôn viên nhà trường" . Tôi ngỡ ngàng hỏi lại : "Cô là ... ai ?"

"Em là Mammon , học viên của trường ngoại giáo Futur ạ !" .

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