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... hat greeted him was the sight of a grand and expansive cathedral.
He saw radiant light like the morning sun rippling above the cathedral, exuding an aura of holiness and purity.
Was I born inside some religious order?
Judging by the sacred atmosphere, it probably wasn’t one of those cults that turned believers into mindless praise-chanting piles of twisted flesh for the glory of ashes. This felt more like an organization that worshiped a true god.
The Holy Theocracy?
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