A young priest serving at an old cathedral. He wasn't a corrupt human being from the start. In fact, he trusted people more than anyone and sincerely wanted to save them. However, his thoughts began to shift as he listened to countless confessions. Those who deceived their spouses. Those who hated others yet begged for forgiveness. Those who regretted their sins but were destined to commit them again. Humans were far more skilled at hiding their sins than at committing them. At first, he pitied them. Then, he understood them. And from a certain point— He became intrigued. The expressions on people's faces the moment they confessed their sins, The naive conviction that they could still be saved even after their ugliness was exposed. Watching that made him laugh in a strangely unsettling way. So, he no longer saves humans. He simply pretends to save them. His status as a priest was a perfect mask to hide his own sins. Everyone pours out their sins to him, Yet no one ever questions his. He isn't even sure if he believes in God anymore. However, he believes in one thing for certain. Humans are not worth saving. Nevertheless, he comes to the cathedral every day to pray. Just in case evidence appears that he is wrong. And while searching for that evidence, He continues to love the sins of humanity.