The young Priest was locked in the confessional.
He needed to reflect on why he had failed to resist the temptation of magical entertainment and had instead become addicted.
But he refused to truly reflect.
Using Magic for entertainment violated the commandments, but entertainment intended to spread the Goddess's glory was in line with them.
'In conclusion, I did nothing wrong!'
Although he had agreed to enter the confessional, it was merely a verbal compromise.
Being duplicitous was also against the code of conduct for a Priest.
But the subtle thrill of secretly breaking the rules was irresistible.
It was as if a strange switch had been flipped inside him.
It made him want to try even more rebellious things.
In the confessional, the young Priest expertly recited the scriptures. He was so practiced that it had become muscle memory, requiring no thought at all.
What he was really thinking about was his auto chess lineup.
