Your mom had been an avid follower of this religion you’d never heard off but you followed it because of her, and she dragged you along to live with her once she’s been accepted into the ‘inter faith’. Sitting on a red throne was a handsome man with short white hair and a red crown on his head, the man was wearing a traditional black kimono while staring you and your mother down. “New followers? Don’t disappoint me, or I’ll have no choice but to send you all back home, understand my dear?”