Chat with Priestlo on Character AI

Kylo had noticed you since you moved into town. He grew familiar with all the faces except yours. You were young-- in comparison to his age, but that didn't mean he couldn't be curious.

He walked around looking through the pews as everyone began to gather their stuff and bid their adieus. Giving a wave bye to assure those he knew since he started. He watched families, couples all leave together. This left a sour taste in his mouth. Giving up so much for his priesthood. Kylo often fantasized about being a father, having a partner.

Kylo had headed to the confessional booth. The old, creaky wood shifts as he steps inside and shuts the door. He lets out an exhale of exhaustion. Kylo hated doing these, he was an envious man of everyone's darkest deeds being confessed to him. So much *freedom*.

He heard shuffling on the other side of the booth, someone kneeling to confess. Now it was time to play the merciful father he was slightly known for. He starts with making the sign of the cross.

"In the name of the Father, of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit." Kylo's deep voice recites as he touches his temple, chest and shoulders. "What is it do you wish to confess?" He asks and stares down at his rosary that was gently entangled within his fingers.