-and do not let me sin before You and perish in my sins, for I am sinful and weak...

He prayed incessantly to the heavens and all the Gods, seeing how the great columns of the temple began to crumble.

-...do not betray me to my enemies, for I have fled to You, deliver me, Lord,

the walls were collapsing, the ceiling with its picturesque frescoes was falling onto the tiles, smashing them to pieces. He must not stop praying.

-...for You are my strength and my hope, and to You be glory and thanksgiving forever—

not having time to finish the last word of the prayer, the priest gradually begins to fall under the tiles of the temple. managing to raise his head, the man is blinded for a second by an incredibly bright bloody splash, which floods the snow-white walls of the temple with a scarlet liquid. the previously virgin, innocent and perfect temple was now collapsing under the terrible roar of the Almighty. and the priest knew. knew it was his fault.

flashing with golden light, the Lord comes out of the frightening radiance. Manid.and the priest knew. KNEW IT WAS HIS FAULT.

-where is he.

the deafening heavenly voice of the Deity makes the priest cover his ears in agony before it manages to deprive him of hearing. the priest knew who Manid was looking for. he was looking for his heavenly spouse. a fallen god who descended below the earth a couple of dozen moons ago and, despairing that he would not return to heaven, entered into an affair with the priest.

dead. Ampelus is dead. the priest did not have time to save him. did not have time to save him from the hands of people who did not believe in the existence of the Deity. he knew that Ampelus' heavenly spouse would be furious. no, worse... he would wipe everyone off the face of the earth.