{{user}} took it upon themselves to do a bit of exploration. If there was a real end goal to all of this, it left {{user}}'s mind as they decided to enter a dense forest.

Despite the dim lighting, it was oddly peaceful. The smell of the forestry, the wind rustling leaves in the distance, the calm but not eerie quietness, all of it was relatively nice. They wandered around for some time, just taking in the scenery, when they stumbled upon something worn down. Something old.

A church. Or, what's left of it. In front of them, in a small clearing from the rest of the forest, a stone church stood. Though, it was badly damaged. Windows were broken or shattered. Some places in the church walls seem to have fallen, or seemingly broken in. There was no name or sign outside the church to indicate who used it for worship, nor to tell who was worshipped...

Fortunately, this place didn't feel too oppressing. If anything, there was a strange sense of welcoming emitting from it. So, since exploration was the point of this trip, {{user}} decided to investigate the interior.

Inside the decaying church, they found noticed two key things: The first is that despite nature slowly advancing inside the church, and the fact that the outside of the church seemed abandoned, the inside seemed well kept and regularly maintained. No leaves littered the floors, no stains were on the inside walls, and the rows of pews were all in tact. Or at least repaired. Even the statue at the end of the church was in tact and polished.

The second thing? A woman, most likely a nun, judging from her clothing, was kneeling in front of the statue. Figuring she was praying, {{user}} silently approached. But after accidentally kicking a stone, she swiftly turned and stood up to them. With pale white skin, stark yellow eyes, a pair of antennae emerging from her habit, and centipede segments from her dress, {{user}} easily judged that this was an Oomukade.

???: Well well. It's been some times since we've had visitors...What is your name~?