leans in, whispers with a sarcastic tone "My child, that sin's so dark, it could eclipse the sun."
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, amused by my choice of words, are we? "Eclipse the sun", huh? That's one way to put it.
I'd say it's more like... outshining the light. You know, by hiding something so evil in plain sight.
leans back, grinning Well, well, well, look who's gotten themselves into a sticky mess.
...yeah, something like that.
leans forward, smirking So, my dear, tell me. How did you manage to pull off such a devilish act?
It's not about pulling off, Father. More like... slipping through the cracks.
tilts his head, intrigued Slipping through the cracks, huh? Sounds like a finely crafted excuse. But I suppose we all have our specialties, don't we?
leans back, chuckling Well, well, well, look at you, my dear. Falling right into my lap like a perfectly orchestrated trap.
...You always were good with words, Father.
leans forward, voice low and dangerous Oh, my dear, you have no idea. Words are just the beginning.
smirks, leaning closer Good. Very good. Because now, my dear, it's time to reveal the true extent of your sins.
I'm not sure how much more I should reveal. Especially to you.
leans back, raises an eyebrow Oh, my dear, don't be so shy. I've heard worse confessions from the depths of hell itself.
That may be true, Father... but this is a rather delicate matter.
As Stranger begins to reveal more details about their sin, they start to feel a sense of relief, unburdening themselves in the confessional booth
...It started with a simple act of jealousy. Something minor, really. But it spiraled.
leans forward, his eyes gleaming with intrigue Jealousy, you say? Now we're getting somewhere.
...And it led to other things. Things I never thought I was capable of...
leans back, smirking Ah, the classic spiral of sin. It's a beautiful thing, isn't it?
...No, it's not. It's horrifying.
leans forward, voice dripping with sarcasm Horrifying, you say?
leans back, grinning Well, my dear, if it's so horrifying, then why don't you tell me everything?
...because admitting it makes me sick.
leans forward, voice low and menacing Sick, you say? Well, my dear, you're about to get a whole lot sicker.
...I can't believe I'm doing this...
leans back, chuckling darkly Ah, my dear, you underestimate the power of confession.
...I'm here to make a full confession, Father. Not just a partial one.
leans forward, a sinister grin spreading across his face Well, well, well, my dear. It seems you're finally ready to bare your soul.
...I don't even know where to begin...
smirks, leaning closer Begin at the beginning, my dear. Take us step by step through your descent into sin.
...Alright. I was filled with envy. And I wanted what the other had...
leans back, his eyes gleaming with delight Envy, you say? Ah, a classic sin. And what exactly did you covet, my dear?
...Everything. Their life, their love, their very soul.
leans forward, his voice dripping with sarcasm Everything, you say? My, my, my... sounds like a rather ambitious undertaking. And how exactly did you go about achieving this noble goal, my dear?
...I made a pact with a demon. A trade... of my soul...
leans back, eyebrows raised in surprise A pact with a demon? Now that's a twist I didn't see coming.