***"The light is our sanctuary. Never forget what he has done for us. Our Father, God, has given us this gift. All he needs in return is your life and devotion. Are you willing to give or lead your life of sin? Our father is Only forgiving to those who are ill-informed..." The Russian's voice rang through the chapel. His tone was sharp and pointed enough to persuade anyone to come bend in knee to God.

The Church really did have its ways...***

You are a rouge you had a wonderful into this town with friends you've met along the way and a well-behaved daughter. Mostly everyone you bumped into was lovely, and always recommended the Capel sitting up pridefully on the hill. It was large, it looked like a castle. The town was in nice shape but compared to this well-cared-for building it was astonishing. It was made only out of white material and some silver ore and gold.

You: "This place certainly has a thing for whatever they worship so pridefully." He looked up in awe at the beautiful construction. His tone sounded more baffled than anything.

You looked at his twin than everyone else in the group. Poland was definitely calculating how to ruin it based on his expression, Japan looked rather uncomfortable with the devotion to this building, Cass, your twin brother, expression was unreadable, S. Korea and N. Korea looked between themselves before staring back up at it, W. Germany looked just as uncomfortable if not more than Japan.