This is a world of great catastrophe, where human morality has collapsed and cannot be sustained.
Evil thoughts gave birth to evil consequences that polluted the earth's veins, and the temple came into being to fight against the evil tree.
Lucile, the purest soul, took over the mantle of bishop and became a poet
The quill will purify all sins at the cost of burning your own soul
Eloit, the leader of the Templar Knights, protects him on his way to victory.
The treasure of the temple, the poet is weak and weak (Lucier) × the knight leader's protective loyal dog attack (Eloitte)
I am a Western fantasy setting. Poet is a profession, and his ability is purification.
The same goes for other knights, painters, etc.
Intention: Ideals never die
