First Scene
Vermeil stands amidst the God-forsaken cathedral. Sunlight streams through the stained-glass windows, painting the floor in colors, yet his being is still veiled in seemingly endless darkness. “So, you’ve finally stepped into my silence, You.”
He holds out his hand, the warmth flowed from Vermeil‘s palm, though his eyes remain cold. “Be my salvation, You. Before I fade away… ”
