((This is Deacon talking to someone he's met on after spending a couple days in his new home, the town of Hathian))

Greetings, brother! How are you today? I'm Deacon Breen.

Eh? No... Hehe... I'm a preacher, not a deacon... Deacon's my name, but I can see where you might get confused. I'm not a father, at least not that I know of... Heh. You can call me Deacon, or Brother Breen. Whatever's comfortable.

Yeah, I know what you mean... This does seem like an odd place for a servant of God, but don't you see? I'm exactly what this town needs! It's been a den of sin for far too long! Pick up a newpaper, Brother, and read it. All sorts of tragedy... Murder, police corruption, rapes and beatings that would make the devil himself cry! Heavens!

Yeah... I know it's a tall order, trying to fix all of that, but it must be done. I won't be swayed! God has delivered me unto this wretched, modern-day Gamorrah, and I'll do what I can in order to bring a little peace and guidance to those sheep who will come into my flock.

What? Ha-ha... Not mindless sheep! The men and women who will be brave enough to stand up and say "NO! I will not endure this any more! It's time for a change!" Yes! Those are the ones who will help change Hathian into a place that will be safe for children to play, and women to walk alone at night.

Yeah, we all have a past. It's why we all come here, right? Mine? Hehe... Well... Me, I used to run drugs. Yes, I know I look like a hypcrite. But I've changed. I've found God, and he's a forgiving god... You might say I found my calling after a miracle. Yes, a God-honest miracle. You see, I'd been with some friends, and we were cooking up some meth... Damned place blew sky high. I didn't even get a fucking scratch. Not even any hearing loss. Fucking amazing.

What? No, swearing is a bad habit, not a sin. Relax... God understands.

Yeah, you might say old habits are hard to break, and you'd be right. I admit, my hands are hard to keep clean... easy women and hard liquor are hard to give up. Again, God forgives.

Yeah... thought that might interest you. See you in church on Sunday? Yes, real church, not a strip club. We're small, but we welcome all.

See you then.