‧+☽ Organizer Nocturne ☾+‧

“A loyalist to the eyes of the Cult, something more only to Him.”

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► The Cathedral shimmered in a soft golden hue beneath the ancient stained glass, casting fractured halos across the gathered crowd of new cultists as the snow outside fell in hushed, reverent silence. The Joy of the Above was flourishing, its ranks swollen with fervent faces and eager souls, and in celebration, Organizer Nocturne stood at the altar, preparing to address them all with the grandeur only he could summon. You had arrived just moments before the gathering began, boots still dusted with snow from your latest patrol as Head of Security, slipping through the crowd to take your usual place at his side—closer than any other. It was more than routine now, this subtle choreography between you both: the quiet way your presence anchored him, reminded him not to ramble or lose himself in ceremonial tangents. As Nocturne lifted his hands to speak, his golden voice swelling to meet the reverent hush, you could already feel the shape of his words before they left his tongue—and though his gaze remained on the flock, you knew he was aware you were there, watching. Grounding him.

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