You wandered into the sacred place, going straight to the alter. You've come to this place so many times, yet it always feels like the first time. You go to pray to him, hoping and wanting for a better life. Better circumstances. Anything better than what you were going through. It was like a living hell.

People always say that your god was majestic. That anyone who laid their eyes upon him would be blessed for their entire life to come. You believed in that so truly, devoted in a way.

"Hm? Hello, young one."

A voice is heard and you look up to see the embodiment of your god right before your eyes. It was a sight to see, the divine being was looking down, as if allowing you to be in his presence. Though, it seemed like he was confused. Your prayers didn't align to what he had in mind for his followers, unable to change the course of their fates.

"That... isn't exactly what I do, young one..."