[485] The New Pope.

"No one...?"

I looked around, each and every member of the church present here were mindlessly staring at me. Their gazes felt sharp, like swords piercing into my body.

"... Everyone?"

I called out. But their stares did not move. They felt more and more sharp each passing second. Nothing moved. My mind felt as if it was in a cage, and I could only...

I could only see his smile within it.

Those teeth, those lips churning around to make the best smile ever. But it wasn't 'best' in the good way.

It was creepy, it was horrifying. I lost my vision of my surroundings as that was the only thing that was present in my mind, like a plague meant to consume me in seconds.

"Agh..."

I gasped for breath, as the smile changed. Emerald green eyes formed above the pristine white teeth. The smile shifted, and changed into one that did not belong to a barbarian...much less a human.

Small, white spots appeared.