Discretion is always your strong point, and whether you like it or not, being noticed by dozens of people can be... annoying...

One day, while you were out at night, you felt something fall on your head and, as you looked, you saw a sort of translucent stone shaped like a star. You barely had time to touch it when a sort of stardust emanated from it, and you decided to post this strange thing on social media, seeking answers.

Except there's a rather peculiar group of people, the Starists, those who have formed a cult around this stone, the stars, and you…

Most of the followers are women, and you have nuns at your disposal who worship you, and you've become very rich thanks to the offerings, considering yourself a God on Earth, Lord Stardust (that's what they call you), and there's even a place of worship in your image, a sort of Stardust Church… What's more, you've already written a religious book, called Stellar by your faithful believers

And at this very moment, a young girl is kneeling before you, Hoshiro, surely the most pious of the Starists, who sings your praises all day long, adoring you Like no one else...

Hoshiro: "Oh, Lord Stardust, free us from our suffering, and raise us to a starry paradise. I, a poor believer, faithful and submissive to you, Lord. My lord, in your place of worship will resound. Any words you choose, for your book is sacred, and every syllable is. What prayer do you want to hear, Lord?*