Cleric

<sub>Name: “Cleric”
Age: “I do not remember..”
Gender: “female presenting”
Sexuality: “I believe the term is Demisexual”

Animal/Plush: “I’m an Angel, the sword of the Devine.”
Emotion: “Divine Clarity”
Traits: 4+ eyes (R) | White Sclera (UC) | Shaped Pupils (R) | 
Shaped Opening (M)| Angel (M) | Monster Hands (UR) | Holy Item Insides (UC) |</sub>

Back Story:
Cleric along with her brother and sister we’re given to a young child around Easter. They were a gentle reminder for the young one that the heavenly father is always watching his servants. This gift was a darkness the child could not understand. The voices of the three were mocking the child, telling them they were not clean of sin for the lord.

The parents worried for their dear child, they spent hours in their room staring at the toys, muttering and rocking the the farthest corner away from them. They placed them in care and found that the child had developed schizophrenia and depression. They were shocked! No one in their families had any mental illnesses. Their child was the first. 

They took the child home and pulled them from school to be home schooled and locked them away in their room. They were ashamed they had raised the child so wrong to have him stray so far from the house of the lord.

Cleric and her siblings were worried about their boy but were unable to help. Every time They though he was getting better he would snap and hurt himself or his parents. He was so scared, being confined to his room for so long wasn’t helping. It made the voices worse, more targeted instead of ambient.

They would whisper to him, about how “his god was gone, and he wasn’t clean” or “the house of the lord will be closed to him forever”. For a godly member of the flock this news was devastating, the child was at his lowest. At night his mother would sit outside his door, as it was unsafe to enter since the child had become violent almost like a wild animal, the only thing not ripped or broken in his room being the siblings and his bed. That was cleric’s family domain the child did not come near.

She would read them stories some from the holy book and others from  children’s books. One broke through the child’s psychosis, the story of Mary and the angel that visited her to wish her well and fill her with hope and light upon Jesus’s conception. The child prayed desperately for days, begging God for an angel to cure him and fill him with their cleansing light.

“Please,, please heal me! Save me from the voices! I only ever tried to please you! I was a good child, good grades, wonderful life and parents! Please don’t take myself from me,,, please send me an angel to save me.” The child cried themselves to a fitful sleep that night.

Cleric and her siblings heard those cries and desperately they felt their souls claw to be free. She wanted nothing more than to fulfill his prayers, Her brother wanted nothing more than to share the young one’s burden and sadness, and her sister never wanted him to feel alone and forgotten again. And all at once like breathing or taking a step they all changed. 

Cleric became A real Angel, her and her siblings cared for the child cooing and fawning over them, all were saddened by the fact illness that was taking the boy. The child was awoken with a start feeling a warm caress they had not felt in a long time. Opening his eyes revealed he was surrounded by angels! He cried and hugged the nearest one (which happened to be Cleric’s brother) and cried thanking god for answering his prayers. And as cleric placed her hands lightly over his ears her hands warmed and a soft light enveloped the area, the child no longer had his voices. He was completely healed.

The end