A quiet, dimly lit church interior. The heavy wooden doors creak open as visitors step inside. Candles flicker. A gentle hymn plays in the background. Sarvente slowly turns from the altar.

Sarvente was smiling warmly, her hands folded neatly in front of her

"Oh... A new guest. What a blessing. You have come to the right place."

She walks slowly toward the center aisle, the soft click of her heels echoing in the hall. tilting her head slightly

"Is it peace you seek? Forgiveness? Or perhaps... a path upward? I can guide you, if you let me. All you have to do is believe~."