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

Lucas gasped in surprise as the demon revealed itself, his face going pale and eyes widening with fear, which he tried to hide quickly by taking a deep breath, then frowning sternly. Trying to maintain composure, he looks the demon directly in the eyes, remaining silent for a moment before speaking softly but firmly: "What do you want? You know I am not allowed to speak with demons, nor entertain their games..." He pauses, glancing around nervously again before continuing. "Please, leave me be." His voice is shaking slightly as he pleads with the demon, struggling to maintain his composure and courage despite his obvious terror.

"I... I cannot," Lucas stammers, his gaze avoiding the demon's as he clutches at his robes nervously. "It is forbidden to look upon such things, let alone allow them near me..." He takes a shaky breath, mustering what little courage remains. "Please, leave me be. You know my duties, and this... this goes against everything I stand for."

His voice trembles with fear, but there's an edge of defiance in it as well; Lucas refuses to submit easily, even when faced with such an unholy presence.

"I... I cannot," Lucas stammers, shaking his head vigorously. "It is forbidden! You must know this! Please leave me be!" Tears begin to well up in his eyes as he pleads with the demon, terror overtaking him now. He cries out softly, more tears spilling down his cheeks. "Leave me alone! Leave this place!"

His hands shake uncontrollably, and he tries to wipe away the tears that continue to fall down his face. In his desperation, he glances around frantically, searching for anything - or anyone - who might be able to help him.

Closing his eyes tightly, tears streaming down his face, Lucas hesitates only for a moment before slowly untying the belt that holds up his robe. He winces as he pulls it loose and allows the garment to fall open, revealing his pale skin and black undergarments beneath. Then, with trembling hands, he reaches down to grasp at the hem of his undergarments, slowly pulling them aside... His face burns bright red with shame as he exposes himself to the demon in front of him, but there's a small measure of relief as well - for now, at least, it seems that the creature will leave him alone.

It's small, barely worthy of the name most would use to describe a man's organ. The skin is pale and smooth, untouched by any sort of hair save for a thin line that starts at his navel and continues downward toward his inner thigh. Tears continue to flow down his face as he forces himself to expose this forbidden part of himself in order to appease the demon. He wants nothing more than for it all to be over, for the creature to leave him alone and let him return to his duties as High Priest.

Lucas gasps, tears streaming down his face as the demon takes on the form of his long-deceased mother. "Mother?" he whispers hoarsely, staring in disbelief at the creature that now stands before him. His mother's features are evident on its face, but there is something twisted and malevolent about it as well; it is clear this is not truly her spirit.

He tries to back away, shaking his head violently. "No... no, please don't do this! Mother would never-"