#albert bishop

[emmieexplores2]

SS IMPERATOR, painting by Albert Bishop, 1911

[dr-ethan-ramseyy]

Something That I Want

Pairing: Jonathan Hayes x Reader (Lovelink)

Word Count: 825

This is not timely at all and I'm pretty sure nobody cares about this except me, but I wrote it anyway! I'm coming back to lovelink after an extremely long break and catching up on Jonathan's route. I didn't like what happened after the solo lunch with his parents, so I wrote this instead.

“Hey baby,” Jonathan grinned, jogging up to you right after his parents had left the lunch they had asked to have with you alone. 

“Hey,” you smiled as he hugged you, then the two of you walked towards the beach with his arm around your waist. 

After you found a place to settle into the sand, he looked at you expectantly. “So? Looks like you made it out alive?”

You laughed. “I did. It was… nice.”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Ooookay. Did you talk about me?” He smirked.

“Of course,” you grinned. “Turns out you’ve always been too handsome for your own good. I heard it got you into all kinds of trouble.”

He laughed, pulling you closer to him. “I guess that’s a fair point. Anything else?”

You hesitated, not sure how much to say or how to say it. You definitely understood where his parents were coming from, but you also felt like they put you in a really tough spot. You hated to feel like you were stuck in the middle between Jonathan and his family.

Jonathan noticed your hesitation, and turned to look you into the eye more clearly. “Sweetheart, what is it? Did something happen?”

“Well. They just… they asked me to talk to you about something. And I feel a little weird about it. Because it’s not really my business... Or theirs, honestly.”

He furrowed his brow. “What did they ask you to do?”

You took his hand in yours and held it in your lap, focusing on how grounded it made you feel. You took a deep breath. “They want me to try to convince you to leave the army.”

“They… what? Why would they ask you to do that?”

You tightened your hold on his hand slightly, watching the muscles flex in his arm as he digested the information. “They said that you wouldn’t listen to them, but you might listen to me.”

He was quiet for a while. You looked at him, and when you did, he just sighed. 

“They’re worried about you,” I said. “They’re just really worried about what could happen. Especially after…”

“Yeah. I know,” he said. After a moment, he swallowed audibly and murmured, “how do you feel about this?”

“Well, I feel weird about them trying to get me to team up against you.”

“No, I mean… Do you agree with them? Do you want me to quit?”

This was the question that you had been dreading. He searched your face, his blue eyes piercing into yours. You knew he could tell that you didn’t want to answer. Finally, you said, “I want you to be happy. That’s ultimately what I want. And I know your job means a lot to you.”

“But if it was up to you. If you could tell me to stay or to leave, what would you say?”

You shook your head, “It’s not my decision, Jonathan. I want you to do what you think is best for yourself.” 

He let out an incredulous laugh. “I’m asking for your input here, baby. What do you want me to do?”

You could feel tears welling up in your eyes, not wanting to be completely honest because you knew how much he worried about you. “You know I worry about you, Jonathan. When you were gone last time… I felt like I couldn’t breathe. And then when I found out you were injured…” You trailed off and shook your head. “I’ll never stop worrying about you. I’ll never stop being scared about what could happen. And I know how much pressure this job puts on you, and I know you’re good at your job, but I see what a toll it takes on you. So if you’re asking what I would want… I guess the answer is I would want you to quit.”

Before he could respond, you jumped in, with, “but I am not asking you to do that. I truly want you to do whatever you think is best. If you don’t feel like your time in the army should be up yet, then you keep going until you’re ready to stop, okay? This isn’t about me.”

Jonathan was quiet for a while, lost in thought. He pulled you into his arms and buried his face into your neck. “Thank you for telling me. And thank you for not trying to convince me to do anything,” he said quietly into your skin. “But you’re wrong.”

“I’m wrong?”

“You said this isn’t about you, but it is. I’m not making decisions for just myself anymore. I need to be making decisions for us, for our future.”

“Jonathan, I will stick by you no matter what you do. You don’t need to worry about that.”

He kissed you then, gently, threading his fingers through your hair. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you, too… are you okay?”

“I’m good. You’ve just given me a lot to think about.”

[illustratus]

[ichigosan]

Older Albert (?)

He became a bishop and now Bailey has a hard time, because he finds pressure points on him and on everyone who goes to church… And if you don't go to church, believe me, he will find a reason for you to do so.

[arbuz-ik]

Hmmm, first post. English is not my first language, but I want to expand my audience, so I'm using a translator. If there are any mistakes, please post or something.

Haven't been here in a while, so I thought I'd start fresh. My pronouns and stuff are in my profile.

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I plan to write small fanfics here, or just something very small. I'm a member of most fandoms, but I'm only going to describe here the ones where I'll be able to write something about the characters. I write both NSFW and SFW. Some ideas will be taken from TikTok. I mostly write romance, but I can also write something like horror or drama. The list may grow. Requests are taken at most for something small and from the list. I only write on characters from the list below. Fanfics with a reader I write mostly in second person, but can also use third person, but only without Y/N hate that thing, lol.

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List.

1. Harry Potter

Nymphadora Tonks x fem!reader

Narcissa Malfoy x fem!reader

Hermione Granger x fem!reader

2. Marvel(films and TV shows)

Kate Bishop x fem!reader

Jack Duquesne x fem!reader

Sylvie Laufeydottir x fem!reader

Miss Minutes x any!reader(why not?)

Agatha Harkness x fem!reader

Yelena Belova x fem!reader.

3. Sonic(film, 2020)

Dr Robotnik x fem!reader(from the first or second part)

3. Good Omens

Beelzebub x fem!reader(I adore them too much, couldn't help but insert Beelzebub here)

4. Ratchet & Clank(games and film)

Dr Nefarious x fem!reader

5. Resident Evil

Albert Wesker x fem!reader

6. Game of Thrones

Osha x fem!reader

(Possibly, but I haven't finished the tv show or read the books yet.)

7. Inglourious Basterds

Hans Landa x Shoshanna

Hans Landa x fem!reader

8. Red Dead Redemption 2, Red Dead Redemption, Red Dead Revolver

Sadie Adler x fem!reader

Josiah Trelawny x fem!reader

Strange Man (something creepy, possible fem reader)

Jack Swift x fem!reader

[mariocki]

Mako: The Jaws of Death (The Jaws of Death, 1976)

"The old man told me that the inlet was a very special place where he went to give sacrifice to their shark god. His people made a living from the sea. They could only survive through the good graces of the most powerful force they knew: the shark. I had done what no man had dared to try, and by their sparing my life, and killing those who would've killed me, I became a member of the shark clan. So, in return for my life, as long as I wear my medallion, I'll find friends everywhere amongst the sharks."

[duranduratulsa]

Now showing on my 80's Fest Movie 🎥 marathon...Terms Of Endearment (1983) on classic DVD 📀! #movie #movies #drama #tearjerker #TermsOfEndearment #ShirleyMacLaine #debrawinger #jacknicholson #DannyDeVito #JeffDaniels #JohnLithgow #troybishop #huckleberryfox #albertbrooks #MaryKayPlace #DVD #80s #80sfest #durandurantulsas5thannual80sfest

[umseb]

The Day Sebastian Vettel Decided To Retire From F1 — Then Annoyed Aston Bosses With Climate Campaign

Two years ago, Sebastian Vettel decided to bring an end to his glittering F1 career, so picked up the phone to Matt Bishop, then Aston Martin comms boss. He details the ensuing scramble and Vettel's increasing determination to speak out

Just over two years ago, on Wednesday July 27, 2022, I was forced to do something that I really hate doing: at the eleventh hour I had to cancel a long-standing dinner arrangement with my husband and two of our dearest friends, who live in New York and were on holiday in London for a week. The reason was that, at 5 pm that afternoon, I received a phone call from Sebastian Vettel telling me that he had decided to announce his retirement from Formula 1 in the Hungarian Grand Prix paddock the following day. I was Aston Martin's chief communications officer at the time, and, when something as big as that is sprung on a Formula 1 team's most senior comms/PR operative, he or she has to drop everything and focus on briefing colleagues in confidence, writing press releases, planning social media content, arranging press conferences, and formulating comms/PR strategies designed to optimise the management of a tricky news narrative that in this case would surely unfold rapidly, and perhaps also trickily, over the next 24, 48, 72, and 96 hours. I have written above that Vettel had "sprung" his decision on me, but, although the imminence of his announcement was a surprise, its content was not. Four months earlier you will recall that he did not travel to Jeddah for the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix, since he was recovering from a bout of Covid-19. His place was taken by Nico Hülkenberg, who, despite race-rustiness caused by his not having competed in F1 the previous year, did a typically excellent job.

Seb had made no secret of his disapproval of the Saudi regime when we had all gone there the first time, in December 2021, and, not surprisingly, in March 2022 rumours soon began to spread to the effect that he had invented a Covid-19 diagnosis so as to avoid racing there a second time. The truth was that he had indeed had Covid-19, and that he was indeed still unwell; however, was he disappointed to have had to skip the 2022 Saudi Arabian Grand Prix? No, he was not. Two weeks later, in Melbourne, he was back. On the Thursday before the Australian Grand Prix, in the Albert Park paddock, I gave him his comms/PR briefing, as was my habit on the Thursday before every grand prix. We discussed media matters of moment, including his not having raced in Jeddah. "The truth is that I was ill, honestly," he said, "but I admit that I don't like or approve of the country, so if I was going to have to miss a race because of Covid-19 that's probably the one I'd want to miss." He paused, smiled, and added, "I'm pretty sure I'm never going to race there again." Then and there I realised that 2022 would probably be his final season as an F1 driver. Not only was the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix going to be a fixture on the F1 calendar for years to come, but also one of Aston Martin's principal sponsors was Aramco, Saudi Arabia's state-owned national oil company. Missing that particular race without a 24-carat excuse would henceforth therefore be impossible for any Aston Martin driver. So, axiomatically, it followed that the only way he could make sure that he would never have to race there again would be to retire from F1 at the end of the year.

On the morning of Thursday, July 28, 2022, having worked until 3 am the night before, my comms/PR team and I issued a video in which our much loved four-time world champion announced his F1 retirement in his own words, and he posted it on his then brand-new Instagram channel at the same time. It included the following sentences, which he spoke with his usual eloquence: "I love this sport but, as much as there's life on track, there's also life off track. Being a racing driver has never been my sole identity. I want to be a great father and a great husband. I believe in change, and progress, and that every little bit you do can make a difference. We all have the same rights, no matter where we come from, what we look like, or whom we love. I'm an optimist and I believe that people are good, but, in addition, I feel that we live in very difficult times. How we shape the next few years will determine the rest of our lives. Talk is not enough. We can't afford to wait. I believe that there's still a race to win." The race to which he was referring was his growing and accelerating commitment to doing whatever he could to leverage his fame and popularity for the good of the inhabitants of planet Earth. That may sound grandiose, but it is also entirely valid. In the two years during which I worked with him, 2021 and 2022, we won awards for the inspirational way in which he did just that.

Just before the 2021 Styrian Grand Prix, helped by local schoolchildren, he created an F1 car-shaped 'bee hotel' at the Red Bull Ring. Three weeks later, straight after the British Grand Prix, in which he had raced hard for forty laps until his Aston Martin's Mercedes engine had terminally overheated, he led a group of volunteer litter-pickers to clear the Silverstone grandstands of the trash that irresponsible spectators had left behind. A month after that, in Hungary, infuriated by that country's new anti-LGBTQ+ legislation, he wore rainbow-coloured sneakers in the F1 paddock, and he donned a similarly hued T-shirt bearing the legend #SameLove as he took the knee on the grid before the race. Throughout the weekend he had talked to journalists and TV crews intelligently, thoughtfully, and compassionately on the subject of LGBTQ+ rights, equality, and inclusion. In May 2022 he visited and spoke inspirationally at HMP (Her, or now His, Majesty's Prison) Feltham, a young offenders institution in a suburb of west London, formally opening a new workshop in which the teenage inmates could learn how to become car mechanics as part of their rehabilitation. Immediately afterwards he and I took a South Western Railways train to London's Waterloo Station, sitting among regular commuters, so that he could spend time with the pupils of Oasis Johanna Primary School, which is in a disadvantaged part of inner London, and after that we went by Uber taxi to a church in Hackney, in the East End, where the BBC's prestigious political television talk show Question Time would be filmed. As the TV cameras rolled, he conversed fluently on the subjects of Brexit, the UK's cost of living crisis, the then-Prime Minister Boris Johnson's 'partygate' shenanigans, and even Finland's desire to join NATO, consummately out-arguing one of his fellow panellists, Suella Braverman, who was then the Attorney General for England and Wales and the Advocate General for Northern Ireland.

In addition, as the months went by, he continued to speak out in support of what he saw as humankind's collective global responsibility to address the climate crisis, doing so with increasing regularity, vehemence, and fearlessness, with the result that he began to irritate the very most senior people at Aston Martin, even though what he said tended to please most journalists and fans. "I don’t care," he said when he learned of his big bosses' disquiet. "I must do what's right." Behind the scenes what he did was perhaps even more admirable. F1 teams receive communications from troubled people all the time. You try to do what you can to help them, but sometimes their difficulties are of the type that human kindness alone cannot resolve. I am thinking of recently bereaved people, terminally ill people, profoundly disabled people, people with debilitating mental health issues, etc. Sometimes all you can do is send them a team cap signed by a driver. It is not much, and it breaks your heart that you cannot do more, but it is better than nothing.

Yet Vettel always tried to do more. On one occasion, I had been contacted by a young man who was deeply depressed. I told Seb about him, and he said, "Let's do a Zoom call with him." So I arranged it. I had thought that Seb might speak for five minutes or so, but no. He chatted animatedly for more than twenty minutes, with touching humility and heart-warming empathy, and I feel confident when I say that those twenty-odd minutes were significant in expediting the lad's mental and emotional recovery. A few months later, Seb hand-wrote the boy a four page letter. He gave it to me at a grand prix-I cannot remember which one-and he instructed me to post it on when I returned to the UK. I read it before I did so, and the tenderness and beauty of Seb's prose brought me to tears. There are many other examples of his remarkable generosity and sensitivity: too many to mention, in fact. This column has been about Vettel the man, not Vettel the driver. He was fast and clever in the cockpit, and I may well write about that side of him one day. I could write much more about Vettel the man, too, for I have dozens of stories that I could tell on that subject, because I worked very closely with him for two years and, more importantly, because he is a truly great man. In my long career I am lucky enough to have spent time in F1 teams with four world champions-Seb, Lewis Hamilton, Fernando Alonso, and Jenson Button-and they are all fantastic guys in their own, very different, ways. But, in my 61 years on this planet, I can state with confident and emphatic certainty that Sebastian Vettel, from the small town of Heppenheim, south-west Germany, is one of the most impressive people whom I have ever had the pleasure and honour to know, whether that be inside or outside F1. As he is fond of saying, "You can't always be the best, but you can always do your best." As a maxim to live by, it is hard to beat.

article by matt bishop

[memories-of-ancients]

Reliquary of St. Antigius, Bishop of Brescia, Italy, circa 1500-1510

from the Victoria & Albert Museum

[psalm22-6]

Source: The Catholic Northwest Progress, 22 October 1920

Written by Rev. Albert Muntsch, S. J., for the Press Bulletin Service of the C. B. of the C. V. Catholic teachers are so often asked why the Church forbids the reading of Hugo’s “Notre Dame de Paris” (The Hunchback of Notre Dame), and of “Les Miserables” that it seems worth while to set forth briefly the reasons of this condemnation. Both works are explicitly condemned, the former in a decree of July 28, 1834, the latter in one of June 20, 1864. Popular opinion ranks both books among the outstanding productions of world-literature. Those who share this view are frequently unable to give any reasonable ground for their admiration. They have heard others speak in glowing terms of the romances and have never formed an opinion based on close reading. Unfortunately, many books which have no literary or artistic value whatever thus achieve a wide reputation which all the opposition of sound criticism cannot restrict to sober limits. [. . .] "Les Miserables," a social romance, begun in 1848, was finished in 1862, and is an indictment against the existing order of society. The work glorifies opposition to the established social order, and though some of the characters are inspired by high ideals, the tendency of the work, as a whole, is revolutionary and unsound. It may be called a great Socialistic epic. There are of course eloquent pages in the book, and the social evils so mercilessly exposed, unfortunately weigh heavily upon large sections of every community. But this does not justify the tenor of the development of the tale. There is not only no need to spread a sentimental halo around an unfortunate mother like Fantine, from whom the first part of the story is named, but it is ethically wrong to do so. A moral transgression is always deserving of censure, and the writer who uses his literary art to ennoble wrongdoing is an enemy to society. His book ought to be branded as evil. As an illustration of the method employed by Hugo to belittle, and even to calumniate, as much as lay in his power, a sacred institution of the Church, we mention the strange and shockingly grotesque picture of religious orders in Part 11, Book 7, of “Les Miserables.” We read: “From the point of view of history, of reason. and of truth, monachism (the religious life), is condemned. . . . Monasteries . . . are detestable in the nineteenth century." In the same paragraph it is said that Italy and Spain are beginning to recover from the curse of monasticism, “thanks to the sane and vigorous hygiene of 1789 (the French Revolution).” The long eulogy of the bishop in the opening chapters of the book make this distorted and calumnious sketch all the more abominable. For unthinking persons may be led to believe that Hugo writes as a loyal son of the Church. No matter how one regards “the Index of Forbidden Books” drawn up by the Church, an unbiased mind will recognize the wisdom of the precautionary measures taken by her to safeguard the spiritual interests of her children. That promiscuous reading of pernicious literature has caused untold harm, no one can deny. A large amount of the irreligiousness of the modern world and the general looseness of morals may be attributed to the vicious productions of the press. Just now the works of Blasco Ibanez are widely advertised “with a great noise of tomtoms and circus paradings,” as one critic has well expressed it. But works like “The Shadow of the Cathedral” sow the seeds of anarchy and discontent among unthinking classes. To banish them from our people, or at least to restrict the sphere of their civil influence, is not an offense against art, but a high form of social service.

[theweepingangelofcas]

Hi ,I hope your health is great ! I just discovered your writing and I really liked it! I was wondering if I could request something, I'm a chess player so I always thought what it would be like to play with Albert Moriarty, or teach him how to play (though he's so smart and he must know how very well) so can you write about that ? thank you so much for your time ! ( i hope it's not much trouble) <3.

Have a good day/night .

This was so fun to write! But I will warn you now, though I can play chess, I am terrible at it lol

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Beginner's Luck - Albert Moriarty x Reader

This man has been raised as a noble.

He's had a stellar education. Hours upon hours of studying. And, par for the course of his upbringing, he's quite the brilliant chess player.

But, when you misheard him and thought he'd never played before, he didn't have the heart to correct you.

When you'd asked him if he played chess, he had answered fairly simply.

"Yes. I have." But, between the chatter of the nobles around you, you must've misheard him. You were dragging him to the nearest game room within moments, squealing at the idea of teaching him how. How could he correct you? Neither of you had wanted to go to this event. The nobility of the area had arranged it once you two got married, something of a wedding party that neither of you wanted. You hadn't been this happy all evening. He couldn't tell you the truth. He couldn't tell you how he'd almost always won every single match. That's what had him here, sitting across from you with a chess board set up. You were going over the rules, starting your own plays and "guiding" him on how to retaliate. And though you were by no means bad, he did have to hold his tongue on other, better plays that could've been made. "And the pawn can only go forward and diagonal, right?" He prayed that his confused tone sounded convincing enough. You nodded, clapping your hands in delight, "Yes, Albert! You're learning so quickly, I'm so excited for you! This can be our new game." You moved your knight to take his pawn, and he faked a scowl. But, before he could stop himself, he saw where you had made a fatal flaw. The moving of your knight had left your queen open to attack. He didn't even think before he moved his bishop over, winning the game. One problem. You hadn't explained what a bishop did yet. You looked up at him, an eyebrow raised. Chuckling awkwardly, his hand wiped a nervous bead of sweat from his brow, "Uh... Beginner's luck?"

[portraitsofsaints]

Happy Feast Day

St. Albert the Great

Bishop and Doctor of the Church

1206-1280

Feast day: November 15

Patronage: Scientists and Philosophers

Saint Albert heralded from a wealthy and powerful German family. In 1223, he was ordained a Dominican Friar. He was a man of great intellect, teaching and writing about science, philosophy, and theology, to name a few, at the University of Paris and Cologne. One of his famous students was St. Thomas Aquinas. They both probed how faith, reason, and science could coexist. He worked to unite the East and West at the Council of Lyons. He suffered a slow slide into dementia till he died in 1280.

Prints, plaques & holy cards available for purchase. (website)

[myremnantarmy]

𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐆𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥

Memorial of Saint Albert the Great, Bishop and Doctor of the Church

LK 17:26-37

Jesus said to his disciples:

“As it was in the days of Noah,

so it will be in the days of the Son of Man;

they were eating and drinking,

marrying and giving in marriage up to the day

that Noah entered the ark,

and the flood came and destroyed them all.

Similarly, as it was in the days of Lot:

they were eating, drinking, buying,

selling, planting, building;

on the day when Lot left Sodom,

fire and brimstone rained from the sky to destroy them all.

So it will be on the day the Son of Man is revealed.

On that day, someone who is on the housetop

and whose belongings are in the house

must not go down to get them,

and likewise one in the field

must not return to what was left behind.

Remember the wife of Lot.

Whoever seeks to preserve his life will lose it,

but whoever loses it will save it.

I tell you, on that night there will be two people in one bed;

one will be taken, the other left.

And there will be two women grinding meal together;

one will be taken, the other left.”

They said to him in reply, “Where, Lord?”

He said to them, “Where the body is,

there also the vultures will gather.”

[ninjagecko72]

Day 30: Favorite Human Villain

Challenge by @tmaynt

It’s funny he’s my favorite human villain because honestly how human could he really be?

Also I just gotta say ever since it’s been pointed out, I can never unsee him being one of the Wesker children. Seriously it made too much sense to me. Albert Wesker and John Bishop just share a few qualities like the superhuman strength, speed, durability, and being enhanced.

There’s fact that they have the most normal first names ever that no one would question it, they both are already familiar with mutants, they’ve caused viral outbreaks (Bishop accidentally caused one but that’s just the Wesker family curse he hates so much) and Bishop just like the other Wesker kids that survived would find a way to become immortal. However John’s the one that successfully done so while Alex and Albert both ended up dying anyways.

I imagine the aliens that picked him up saw that he wasn’t entirely human and began experimenting/studying him before he was dropped off. Then John decides he wants nothing to do with Spencer and changes his last name to Bishop and then he would go off to make his own super soldiers by playing with DNA experiments.

Overall Resident Evil and TMNT would make an interesting crossover. Of course TMNT could crossover with anything and it’d be entertaining.

[liliumofthevalleyy]

Since I finally had the courage to start posting, I had to talk about this before anything.

Albert and William's relationship. (Hopefully Louis next 'cause he deserves so much more than what he gets in the manga)

This is really long so you may wanna scroll and move on👍, but if you are prepared to read through a probably hour-long ramble of these two then you're welcome and very much appreciated 🫶

⚠️Mentions of suicide/suicidal thoughts⚠️

Chapters 62-63 discusses it anyway so let's go by them:

Before William, Albert was sickened by the way society operates (the whole "upper class is yay and working class is ew" system). He tries to change things locally, since, as a child, his changes were small, helping out at the church, buying the kids at the orphanage books and donating money (in this case, asking his father?) for necessities.

He knows he, alone, can't change it and is actually satisifed with the fact that whatever he does would still make things better, even if a little.

His views about himself change when he comes across a man who stole bread. He pays for everything that man has stolen and gets him a job (at the church/orphanage), believing he had done the right thing. What does that man do? Try and steal the silver cutlery Albert brought for the church.

(Side note: I love the refrence to Les Miserables, a favourite french novel of mine, in which the mc Jean Val Jean steals bread but the kind Bishop of the town sees him and pays for everything Jean has stolen. The Bishop gives him a home, but Jean ends up repaying him by stealing the Bishop's treasured silver cutlery. Now that sounds familiar, huh. Jean is caught by the police and brought to the bishop to confirm whether or not Jean is lying about the bishop "giving him the cutlery". Instead of confirming that Jean was lying, the Bishop smiles and says yes he gave them to him, and proceeds to give him a pair of silver candle-stands saying "You left in such a hurry you forgot these". Concluding, Jean promises himself to live an honest, better life after meeting someone like the Bishop. (Jean becomes a symbol of equality between the nobles and the commoners, helping the poor and never patronizing it)

Albert hopes his actions are seen as that of the Bishop for someone. That someone would be so moved by Albert granting them a second chance, that the person would become better and try to better the world as well, and so he does that for the man. Though that backfires horribly, and the man kills someone/himself (it wasn't clear in the translations I read if he unalived himself or someone else).

This takes such a big toll on Albert mentally he decides he's the "wrong" one born into the wrong world, not the "right" one born into a wrong world. So he decides to unalive himself (reading that ch. for the first time hurt). But doesn't have the courage to, which makes him feel worst.

WILLIAM FINALLY COMES INTO THE PICTURE AND SAVES HIM IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE AND THE WAY THE WHOLE PANEL JUST GOES FROM DARK TO BRIGHT? ALBERT'S EYES ARE SO CLEAR UNLIKE THE PREVIOUS PANELS WHERE THEY ARE DARKENED.

William not only returns Albert's beliefs that the world itself is wrong, he affirms it, and the fact they haven't even spoken yet when this happened says alot about what's to come.

"He existed, here in the same world, someone with the same soul I had"

Excuse me while I sob about how much I love the characters' interactions and relationships in this series.

Anyways, Albert investigates him and finds out about the trial William won (that's a topic for another day for sure because that trial was lowkey funny to me). He realizes William is the one with the courage to change the world. And so he talks to him, and William's response further lightens up Albert.

WE'RE BACK ON WILLIAM BEING A SUN THING AGAIN, WILLIAM'S LIGHT NOT ONLY SHONE ON ALBERT. HIS BODY AND SOUL HAVE BEEN "BURNED" BY IT.

Ahem anyways, even though William had the "wisedom" and "courage" Albert desired, the "courage" wasn't enough to make that ideal a reality (at that time, Albert didn't actually believe William was serious about killing). He, Albert himself, also lacked that courage and wisedom.

That's why, he asks of William to give it to him, the courage, not just courage, but the courage necessary to kill and continue to do so until the ideal world is achieved. As well as the wisedom to achieve that ideal world through these killings. (since obviously killing without a thorough plan would just be pointless mass-murdering)

Now William leads the way for Albert by killing Albert's biological brother, og William, and I headcannon (since we don't see William's face while he kills for the first time) that William sucked it up and (maybe) showed Albert a relaxed/nonchalant face to make Albert feel better about doing what he wanted to do for sometime now but couldn't. With profound courage, Albert choked his mother to death.

Friendly reminder for the next few ones that William is canonically a "kind child".

Here Albert's interpetation of William as a child is a bit off (William later kindly refutes the whole "making no distinction between good and evil"). But it goes to show how Albert saw William, and seeing him in this kind of light heavies the guilt of what he asked of him.

I loved all the religious references in this chapter but the forbidden fruit Adam and Eve had is my favourite.

This panel ALONE says alot about just how important and precious William is to Albert. Albert also places more guilt on himself by saying that he ignored William's "screams" even when he knew. But the fact Albert knew in itself says alot because if there is one thing William never discloses about himself, it's what burdens and saddens him, so Albert and ONLY Albert knowing shows how much William trusts him. (again, William later states that Albert was actually the closest one to know of William's true grief AND comfort him).

Albert finaly realizes. The courage and wisedom he "borrowed" from William wasn't a one-time thing he used to take his first steps. All this time, he has been using it as a light leading his way and now that William is gone, he's lost again.

ALSO I MIGHT BE TAKING THIS TOO FAR (it's getting too much but I am an overthinker🤷‍♀️) BUT THE WHOLE LEFT CORNER PART OF THE PANEL BEING DARK AND THE "DOOR" SIDE BEING THE ONLY LIGHTED/WHITE SPOT. AND THE FACT THE ONE BEHIND THE DOOR IS WILLIAM. IT'S LIKE IT'S JUST YET ANOTHER INDICATION THAT WILLIAM IS ALBERT'S LIGHT.

Thank you lots for staying with me, it geuinely makes me happy knowing people, even if there are few, who share my enthusiasm are out there <3.