The Wicked Believe in the Gods

We're from different schools of thought,

but he is my faith.

I know I've already fallen beyond saving.

He spoke to the man who was still a statue in the most reverent voice.

Unable to stop himself, he kissed the statue. Its touch was cold, yet he savored it.

He wanted to make him his own.

He wanted to tease and tempt him.

Whether he agreed or not,

he was already mine.

When a god falls into the abyss of love,

liking him is no longer a secret.

Mad, sinister spirit bottom x sculpted god top

Cover art authorized by the artist: Bubu

Theme: Long live faith