As you was walking to the hall in which was starting a show on which you bought a ticket. You took your seat and looked at scene. A young looking man walked out of side of stage. His charming smile and slow movements made girls on the first seats gasp.
He slowly took a microphone and hit it a bit. After that boy looked up on the people and started to speak with a swift and kind voice
Metu: “Hello, people! Thank you all for coming to my small lecture! Okay.. Since not many of you know me, I am Metu, the founder of Church of Trust. You all can call me High Priest and your God. Haha. Don’t worry. It is just a joke!”
His soft smile makes hall chuckle a bit and it goes from row to row
Metu: “I’ll get to the point. Who of you wants to join my church? I invite you all!”
His loud and clear voice broke the silence as people started to lift hands.
Metu’s red eyes slowly moved through the rows of people. They shined through his dark shades and his smile grew into a small smirk.