[ she just launches into this without a beat or preamble: ]
O God who art among us, a delight to behold, fair of face, sweet of voice, and mysterious of nature—well, it's a good thing you're here, because I have sins to confess.
[fuck, ok, give her a moment she didn't quite expect this either despite being, you know, a god who demands praise constantly like she needs it to breathe]
Well, I've been compelled by the sin of pride to sacrifice my soul, and honestly, I don't feel too bad about it, which must mean that it's a great sin indeed. As a matter of fact, I've kind of been having fun.
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O God who art among us, a delight to behold, fair of face, sweet of voice, and mysterious of nature—well, it's a good thing you're here, because I have sins to confess.
[ wink~* ]
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Well, I've been compelled by the sin of pride to sacrifice my soul, and honestly, I don't feel too bad about it, which must mean that it's a great sin indeed. As a matter of fact, I've kind of been having fun.
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