arrcchangelarchives

[arrcchangelarchives]

Introductory chapter of my story: The Father, the son, and the Silence. Follows character priest Amasole, and his father bishop Ezra in their battle to fight. They both fight for different things All in the name of {REDACTED}.

God bless Winderbrook cathedral.

Deus tuus mortuus est. Ego sum quod restat. Mentem tuam velut halitum perfundam et te ab intus devorabo. Lector, te video et audio. Meus eris. Amen.

Chapter prologue : Tithes and the lies beneath a crumbling church

contents: religious themes, angels, demons, fluff, maybe smut down the line if my brain works that way, angst, horror themes, mind breaking, possession, detailed descriptions of killing occasionally. yes I have a very loose idea of the church. no, I don't go.

bad grammar lowkey. this is my first fic.

please be 18+ when you read this. but I can't really stop you. read at your risk.

The town of Winderbrook lay shrouded in a thick, restless fog that curled like smoke from the ancient forest beyond its cracked stone walls. Street candles flickered feebly in the chilling early Sunday morning breeze, casting trembling shadows across the crooked streets where whispered prayers hung heavier than the morning mist.

In the heart of the town, the cathedral loomed like a silent sentinel—its stained glass windows fractured and faded, angels frozen in twisted poses, their once-radiant faces now distorted in eternal judgment. Inside, the soft murmur of a sermon drifted through the vaulted halls, but no warmth seeped from the bishop’s voice.

Bishop Ezra Virellian stood at the pulpit, eyes clouded but unwavering, preaching of a god long forsaken by time yet still worthy of worship. His words were a fragile thread woven to hold together the fraying minds of his flock, but he knew better. The heavens above were not the sanctuary they once promised. And the hells below were no simple tales of torment — both forces waged war upon the earth, and the innocent paid the price.

In the shadowed choir stalls, his son knelt, the young priest’s hands trembling as he clutched the rosary beads that had once brought solace. His face bore the scars of a battle no one spoke of—deep cuts from the night an angel had come for his mother, and he had fought back with desperate fury. Now those wounds ached with memories darker than any physical pain.

A war had come to Winderbrook. Angels, draped in blinding light, sought to bend humanity to their will, stripping away free thought like peeling skin. They yearn to play and destroy; torture with scripture and the truth of a dead god. Demons stalked the alleys, hungry and cruel, their eyes burning with hunger for chaos and flesh.

And caught between these horrors, the townsfolk faltered unknowing to the truth—some possessed by unseen forces, others lost to madness, their minds fractured by the cruel siege upon their souls.

The young priest rose, voice barely a whisper as he prayed—not for salvation, but for strength to resist the darkness that had already taken root within him from the battles he has waged with both sides so far.

Outside, the fog thickened, and somewhere beyond the forest, demons waited, and angels watched.

The war had begun.

[arrcchangelarchives]

Hello! this is my welcome message!

hi hi! I have been on Tumblr for about a decade but usually I kinda just kept hidden and appreciate other people's work instead of working on my own. however, I decided to make a separate account to finally start writing things on my own to get my creativity flowing and my thoughts somewhere on the internet! I love all things pop culture! especially things like Kpop and miffy and trinkets.

I will be writing a lot of personally made stories. I am not the best writer nor am I very versed in grammar or the typical writer's format so PLEASE- do not crucify me too hard 😭. This is a big leap for me. I would love if people interacted a lot and sent fic request and what not!

I am not the best at x reader, but I'd try my best!❤️ okay enough yapping, I just honestly hope people see this and interact! I'll leave some introductory info about me below🪷 -happy reading!

name: anon known as arrc😌

age:20 and in school

she/her ethically AA

pansexual😎