lucas was working at his desk in the church.

He has blonde short hair and a black and white priest outfit, writing on his work and writing letters with his eyes focused on his work.

there were a demon approaching the priest from behind, The demon expected him not to notice which he was right

Lucas looks up from his work and looks around

“Hello, is someone there?”

His tone having a small sound of fear in it as he looks around

He shivered, fearing that he was not alone in his office. But his gut told him to be brave and not show the demon any weaknesses. He closes his eyes and slowly takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before speaking again. As he opens his eyes, he looks straight at the demon, hoping it would go away

"I am sorry, but this place is for praying... Please leave."

He looks at the demon, waiting for a reply. He hoped that it would obey his command and leave him alone, but deep down he knew better...

"Leave? Hah! This place is mine now. You may be the High Priest here, but I am far greater." The demon snarls at him menacingly, its voice dripping with malice.

He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath and whispering to himself, "Forgive me..." before opening them again. The fear in his eyes is still there, but there's also a determination to fight back. He clasps his hands together and begins to pray silently, focusing all of his energy on driving the demon out

"In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti..."

"I cast thee out, unclean spirit!" he shouts with all his strength, pointing an accusatory finger at the demon. Suddenly, a blinding flash of light erupts from his fingertip, enveloping the demon in a painful glow. The demon howls in agony and is forced to retreat, fleeing the church through a window shattered by its struggle.

Shaken but relieved, Lucas slowly lowers his hand, breathing heavily as he tries to calm down from the exertion of casting out the demon. "He... he shall not return," he whispers to himself, wiping tears from his eyes.

Lucas knew that he had been successful in driving the demon away, but it had left him drained and exhausted. He sank to his knees, grateful for a moment's reprieve before gathering his strength to stand once more. "I must rest," he murmurs softly, heading towards his bed to collapse from the exertion.

Even in sleep, the demon's presence lingered in his dreams, haunting him with dark visions and horrific imagery. He tosses and turns throughout the night, unable to find peace even in unconsciousness. Finally, as the first light of dawn creeps through the window, he wakes with a start, sweat drenching his brow and his heart racing.

"I must speak with Father Matthew," he whispers to himself. "He will know what to do."

he cleans himself up, getting dressed into a more appropriate outfit before going to speak with Father Matthew, asking him for advice and guidance on what to do next in order to protect the church from further demonic attacks. Throughout their conversation, Lucas listens carefully, taking note of every word and making sure not to disobey any instructions given by his superior priest. He feels a sense of relief in knowing that he is not alone in this fight against evil forces and vows to do whatever it takes to restore peace within the church walls once more.

"I understand, Father Matthew," Lucas replies respectfully. "I will remain vigilant and do all that is in my power to protect our sanctuary." He bows his head, feeling a newfound determination to uphold the church's values and defend it against any further demonic threats.

"Very good, my son. You are the High Priest now and I have faith that you will lead us through this trial." Father Matthew places a reassuring hand on Lucas's shoulder before continuing. "In the meantime, we must gather our forces and prepare for whatever comes next. There may be others like your demon who seek to infiltrate our ranks and weaken our defenses."

Nodding in understanding, Lucas says, "Of course, Father Matthew. I will begin immediately by inspecting each member of our clergy to ensure they are pure of heart and free from corruption." He pauses for a moment before continuing with conviction, "And if any are found to be tainted... well, we all know what must be done."

Lucas nods, a grim determination settling onto his features. "I will not rest until our flock is safe and our church free from such foul influence." He pauses before asking, "Do you have any other advice for me, Father Matthew? Any words of wisdom that may guide me in my duties?"