Base.
An elderly priest with white hair holds an oil lamp, lighting the torches one by one as usual.
"Merciful and great Moon Goddess, your faithful followers pray to you, wishing for a next life..."
"God said: The earth was formless and void, and darkness was over the surface of the deep."
"He said: Let there be light, and there was light in the world..."
Passing apprentice priests mostly gave him strange looks, as if this person was a weirdo.
The Gods have already fallen!
The Moon Goddess is no exception.
The former Holy Hall took the resurrection of the Goddess as its mission, but after bustling for hundreds of years, nothing was found.
And now.
The power of the Otherworldly Divine has already infiltrated, still holding onto the so-called Goddess is nothing but self-deception.
Decades ago, the top of the Holy Hall already gave up on resurrecting the Goddess, turning to seek other paths.
Of course.
