There is a famous quote that goes thus:
"To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the act of a single day"
Truer words had never been spoken—at least, when considering the current circumstances of Archbishop Antonio Canaletto. As he fell to his knees in trembling and worshiped the name of the Principality before him, he felt despair unlike anything he had ever experienced.
Despondency clutched his heart tightly, and his lifeless visage depicted nothing short of misery.
He had lost.
—Lost his Cathars Cult, his power, and now…
'You Fool…' A voice suddenly echoed in the Archbishop's heart as soon as he exalted the name of the Principality before him.
It was a voice he was very familiar with.
"N-no! No, it's not like that!"
