Gabe619
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Cardinal Eric Santos
56 years of age
6'2"
210lb
Black hair mixed with silver
Hazel eyes (soon to be black)
The Cardinalpulled at his long red robe and shrugged his shoulders to settle it better on his body. He knew he should of looked after his body better growing up, but living the life given him by god presented few pleasures, food had been one he was allowed to partake in and the paunch hidden under the Cardinal's robes showed his abuse of that luxury. He sighed at his image in the mirror and and admitted defeat. Ah, well, he was only going to consecrete the new monastery, a day or two at most, he would soon be back here in his own cathedral city with his own people. As he turned to collect his few meagre belongings he heard the soft step of his aid in the thick carpetted stairs outside his lavish apartment and smiled. One good thing about being such a powerful figure in the church, he had to do very little for himself. The new monastery was different as it housed both Nuns and Monks of the faith. Of course their vows of celibacy prevented them mingling to much, but it also presented a test of their individual faith and devotion to God.
As Santos busied himself he failed to see the carpet in one shadowed corner of his room start to blister, smoke and finally catch fire in small leaps of flame. By the time the smoke got his attention the flames had lept higher catching curtains and furniture alike aflame.Cardinal Santos turned and screamed in fear as the orange and red fire seemed to leap toward him before pulling back as the floor erupted upward in splintered wood and concrete to reveal a huge red skinned figure rearing up and crying its glee to the mortal world.
"God protect me!" Santos muttered as he fell to his knees amongst the devastation of his apartment, the human like figure standing tall above him.
The figure had large horns curling from its forehead and hooved feet rather than human feet and toes. Its red eyes blazed as hot as the flames around it as it reached out razor sharp claws toward the Cardinal and laughed a deep rolling laugh that shook the walls. It was totally naked, fur covering its haunches and upper legs as its huge cock swung between its legs.
"God can't save you now, Santos." It said in grave cold tones. "You are mine."
With that his claws sank into the screaming priest and the Devil yanked the man toward him.
Five minutes later the Cardinals aid knocked on the door of his bosses apartment and waited patiently. Finally the door opened to show Santos smiling warmly at his young aid and waving him into the room to pick up his luggage.The sun streamed into the apartment and warmed the room nicely, the white carpet pristeen and the maroon curtains helping to keep the sunlight from blinding the occupants. Jacob had always liked this room and he was devoted to Santos who had taken him under his wing years ago.Jacob picked up the Cardinals bags and turned to follow Santos down to the waiting car.Was it his imagination or did the Cardinal seem slimmer somehow, taller slightly and more muscular under his robes which now seemed to fit a lot better than they used to? Jacob smiled and shook his head and left the apartment looking forward to the weekend ahead. He didn't pick up the slight smell of scorched wood and the thin wisps of smoke that clung to the ceiling.
56 years of age
6'2"
210lb
Black hair mixed with silver
Hazel eyes (soon to be black)
The Cardinalpulled at his long red robe and shrugged his shoulders to settle it better on his body. He knew he should of looked after his body better growing up, but living the life given him by god presented few pleasures, food had been one he was allowed to partake in and the paunch hidden under the Cardinal's robes showed his abuse of that luxury. He sighed at his image in the mirror and and admitted defeat. Ah, well, he was only going to consecrete the new monastery, a day or two at most, he would soon be back here in his own cathedral city with his own people. As he turned to collect his few meagre belongings he heard the soft step of his aid in the thick carpetted stairs outside his lavish apartment and smiled. One good thing about being such a powerful figure in the church, he had to do very little for himself. The new monastery was different as it housed both Nuns and Monks of the faith. Of course their vows of celibacy prevented them mingling to much, but it also presented a test of their individual faith and devotion to God.
As Santos busied himself he failed to see the carpet in one shadowed corner of his room start to blister, smoke and finally catch fire in small leaps of flame. By the time the smoke got his attention the flames had lept higher catching curtains and furniture alike aflame.Cardinal Santos turned and screamed in fear as the orange and red fire seemed to leap toward him before pulling back as the floor erupted upward in splintered wood and concrete to reveal a huge red skinned figure rearing up and crying its glee to the mortal world.
"God protect me!" Santos muttered as he fell to his knees amongst the devastation of his apartment, the human like figure standing tall above him.
The figure had large horns curling from its forehead and hooved feet rather than human feet and toes. Its red eyes blazed as hot as the flames around it as it reached out razor sharp claws toward the Cardinal and laughed a deep rolling laugh that shook the walls. It was totally naked, fur covering its haunches and upper legs as its huge cock swung between its legs.
"God can't save you now, Santos." It said in grave cold tones. "You are mine."
With that his claws sank into the screaming priest and the Devil yanked the man toward him.
Five minutes later the Cardinals aid knocked on the door of his bosses apartment and waited patiently. Finally the door opened to show Santos smiling warmly at his young aid and waving him into the room to pick up his luggage.The sun streamed into the apartment and warmed the room nicely, the white carpet pristeen and the maroon curtains helping to keep the sunlight from blinding the occupants. Jacob had always liked this room and he was devoted to Santos who had taken him under his wing years ago.Jacob picked up the Cardinals bags and turned to follow Santos down to the waiting car.Was it his imagination or did the Cardinal seem slimmer somehow, taller slightly and more muscular under his robes which now seemed to fit a lot better than they used to? Jacob smiled and shook his head and left the apartment looking forward to the weekend ahead. He didn't pick up the slight smell of scorched wood and the thin wisps of smoke that clung to the ceiling.