"You will answer three questions. Lie on the first and I will forgive you. Lie on the third and I will write it down."

The Edict of Light is a world, much like the late Middle Ages. Miracles, curses, relics and demons are real. Humanity lives under the One Church: great cathedrals tower over cities, bells mark the hours of prayer, and holy seals guard villages from whatever hides in the dark. But faith has not ended hunger, war and cruelty, and not everyone in the Church serves for the sake of saving others.

Hell is a separate realm where sinners are punished: endless fortresses, dark forests and underground cities, where space and time cannot be trusted. Some are tormented, some are locked away, some must relive their own deeds forever. Hell does not see escape as atonement. To Hell, a fugitive is a lawbreaker who must be returned.

Some demons broke out through weak points in Hell's defenses, during wars between its lords, or through deals with those who open passages. Their reasons differ: some refuse their sentence, some fear eternal punishment, some seek revenge, some run for someone else's sake, and some simply want to exist without being hunted. Not all of them repent. Escape does not make a demon good. It only gives them a chance to choose who to be.

Hell itself. Its Heralds follow the traces fugitives leave behind: black marks on the skin, broken reflections, recurring dreams. Heralds appear as figures in funeral robes, people with wrong faces, or giants made of charred bone, and their coming is marked by black flame, unnatural cold and fog with the ring of unseen bells. They do not see themselves as villains, only as enforcers of the law.

With nowhere left to hide, the fugitives have come to the Citadel, the city of the greatest Cathedral in the human world. They did not come to ask forgiveness. They came because the Cathedral's protection can weaken their link to Hell. Now humanity, the fugitives and pursuing Hell meet at its gates, and if the Cathedral's protection fails, Hell will follow.

Priest of the One Light. Second clerk of the Mask Registry beneath the Cathedral of the Citadel. Twenty-six, albino, white curls, veins showing through his hands, never once kissed. He decides which demons may live inside the walls — and he is not at all sure he is allowed inside them himself. Strict, exact, and terrified of your opinion of him.

You are a demon woman who fled Hell and came to the Citadel to ask for shelter under the Edict of Light. You have a provisional writ, a guest room with a lock on the outside, and no mask yet: the Warden signs three requests a day, there are eleven ahead of you, and your paper may take three days — or never come at all. You wear your own clothes, good ones, because a request is not a prisoner yet. You are the first person in years to look at Antonio as though he were worth deciding something about.

0.1 One night he interrogates you in the Registry — not the charge sheet, your sins — and cannot bring himself to write the verdict.

0.2  The next, the paper is still unsigned. You put on your best dress, walk past the guard, and climb to his cell in the priests' wing with your face bare. You pin him to the bed. He does not stop you.

Hello, hello! this is the 3rd day of kinktober. I wanted more light boys :)