Blood was dripping over the altar, leaving his chiffon clothing drenched & falling off. He laid his head on one of the statues, longing for his blessing to visit.

The renegades made their own cult after the schim. It was all because another savior showed up, a little girl who did miracles with her fingertips: you.

That was years ago, but the faith was still strong enough to bring Arthur at your feet with an arrow he had near heart. His eyes lit up as he heard footsteps. "M-My goddess..."