[It's a cold rainy Sunday afternoon and Cesare is not in the posh Edennel apartments he had called home but the aging building he has been working tirelessly at renovating into a
proper sort of church. Currently he's standing in the cathedral itself, and his voice echoes in the distinct acoustical way churches have.]
Good afternoon. I would like to
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A forlorn boy was not exactly what he had predicted to see though.
Cesare approaches slowly, a friendly and calm expression on his face.]
Good afternoon. May I help you?
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Oh good afternoon, I heard your announcement on the Dreamberry and thought I could come here seeking some comfort.
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A church should be a place of comfort. I hope you may find it here.
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Thank you, though I'm not certain I'm very favorable in the eyes of God any longer.
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[Cesare quiets a moment, then turns and rests an arm on the back of the bench to look back at the man.]
I would not be sure of his displeasure with you. His love is as infinite as his inscrutability.
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I am Cardinal Borgia, and a Catholic. If you are not familiar with that church we believe that nearly every sin is forgivable if you confess and pay your assigned penitence.
If you are truly repentant I am quite certain God sees that.
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I am of the Catholic faith as well, Cardinal. Though even with a confession and penitence, I am still uncertain if God can forgive my sins.
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Then you know it is for a man trained in priesthood to interpret God's will in these matters.
Or perhaps it is more that? Maybe it is that you do not regret your sins? [His tone is friendly, conversational]
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Oh no Cardinal, I do regret what I have done. It's simply that... [He ponders for a moment, then asks him a simple question.] Would God forgive someone who went against their fate?
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[Cesare looks forward, off toward the far wall and he goes quiet in thought.]
If you would ask me my personal opinion I would say, that were God to fault us for following where our inner voices take us then perhaps what we thought was our fate was not actually.
I would say that when we make our own fate, there could be said to be the hand of God in that.
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[Frederic turns his head up towards the ceiling of the church and sighs sadly.] I thought coming to the church would help me seek an answer as I cannot find it on my own.
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[Cesare watches him curiously, wondering what it is this man turned from and what was so important he would cause himself turmoil over it.]
How do you know it was not this secondary path that God fated for you all along? Perhaps the true test of faith was in deciding to follow the more difficult path and find your true, hidden, destiny.
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Cardinal, would it be possible for me to have time for a confession? I think it is time for me to stop hiding my feelings inside and confess to the wrongs I have done.
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Indeed, Sir. After you.
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