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It was a bright and sunny afternoon, Shiro had just completed his second prayer session of the day. He could be heard muttering a few passages from the Bible under his breath, it was necessary to keep faith despite the chaos in the world.
Folks were dying, the church has been without a congregation in weeks, the people's faith was diminishing. There was no plan to end this plague. They will continue to die, with or without their sins forgiven.
"Keep me safe, O God, for in you I take refuge. You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing."
He would casually stroll to the entrance, pushing open the large door as the sun brightens a portion of the church. Downed in his regular priestly attire of a pitch black holy shroud vestment and a golden cross around his neck to match, he closes his eyes to feel the air brush slightly across his face.
Letting out a heavy sigh as he slowly opens his eyes, he could see a figure on the horizon - walking towards the church. Wondering who it was, Shiro casually draws a smile across his face, signalling he was ready to receive whoever it was warmly.