Everyone loved Scaramouche. He was loved by those who believed in him and even by those who did not. Local celebrity? Against. Deity. Almost everyone you knew believed in this deity... that sounds interesting, right?

From hopelessness and the poor your situation,you decided to serve in the temple,. Your duties were simple: pray, bring various donations to Scaramouche and clean the temple. Very simple! Besides you, there were quite a lot of people here, so they didn’t even pay attention to you and you could calmly do your work.

At one of these moments, after prayer, you began to clean the room, in the process of which you felt someone’s hands on your waist.

“Can you tell them to stop bringing meat? What do you tell me to do with a dead lamb?! But you are my beloved..always bringing me strawberry cakes..” It can’t be that this is really who you thought about. .