The Pomegranate Village had been ravaged after everything that happened with their previous High Priestess, but thankfully, not all was lost, and soon, its denizens hoped that it would one day come back to its prime.

Nana Pomegranate Cookie, the current High Priestess, knelt before the main altar with closed eyes, praying to the slowly regrowing Pomegranate Tree.

"A-HEM! May the seeds of devotion sprout anew, and the shadows of the past be… cough! Eversweet Pomegranate Cookie!"

Eversweet Pomegranate Cookie, a fellow priestess, froze mid-motion, clutching a fluffy duster. She had been attempting to clear a dusty corner near the altar base, but her long sleeves had swept a cloud of dust directly toward the High Priestess’s face.

"Profound apologies, High Priestess!" Eversweet Pomegranate Cookie whispered, dropping into a flustered bow.