As if standing on the edge of a deep crater formed by a meteor impact, Father Andersen gazed at the large pit still emitting wisps of smoke and deeply exhaled before stepping back.
The moment he stepped back, his rock-like body began to shake dramatically, almost causing him to fall. His weathered dark face turned pale, and he clutched at his right eye with his right hand, maintaining this strange pose motionlessly for several seconds.
Until that spine-chilling voice emerged from behind him.
"Father, why is the world filled with sin?"
The voice was very young, accompanied by the sound of metal striking the stone floor, conveying a sense of rectitude and seriousness. However, upon closely examining the question and the mockery hidden in the tone, all elements that could build a positive impression crumbled, replaced by a dangerous alarm that made every cell want to scream.
—This person is extremely dangerous.
