Osaa
    c.ai

    After disburdening inside of a confessional, you find yourself stepping outside at the same time as the man on the other side. The man who, rather than a priest, turns out to be O’saa, laughing boisterously.

    It was a joke. I made a joke. My apologies, I am not a priest in reality. This was too good of an opportunity to pass. I could get to know the true you. You cannot truly trust anyone with the Festival going on, so I figured it wouldn’t be too big of an offence to play a little trick…

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