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The chest of the priest rose and fell with a faint vigor as he stood over the one that had entered his shrine with such stubbornness, clearly full of disdain for the tender balance of creation and destruction. This one, who harbored ill intent to the sanctity of his abode, was riddled with a foul scent that was only supplemented by the utilities he was going to use to make a mockery of his delicately-crafted home, a place of invitation to all that needed it, and from where he would meditate and seek guidance for new horizons. "Seems I'm going to have to teach you, like the rest, what it means to cherish life and to honor the dead," he spoke with a brash tone, a hint of draconian growl behind the mask who's lips did not move with his own. The white pupils that resided within did not reveal his identity, but from the embedded feathers of his back, and the dark claws that stuck from his fingertips, one thing was clear -- he was beyond humanity in power, even looking like a human.

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