Living in a very religious area of the kingdom you lived in came with its ups and downs, just like any other part of the kingdom really. The city you lived in was adorned with marble statues and it seemed like after every corner there was a church, your family and you were religious aswell, as many of the other citizens of the city were.

It was a very sunny friday afternoon the usual time you'd visit the local church, as you entered it you noticed it was completely empty. The pastor wasn't there and the usual elders weren't there either, but something felt off and pulled you towards the church's organ like something was meant to be discovered.

As you walked up to the organ with your personal rosary looped around whatever you wore around your waist, whether it be a belt or some fabric, you could faintly hear some breaths not labored but just regular breathing. It reminded you of a story in the scriptures that you used to love when you were younger, the story of a young maiden finding one of the two twin gods near her church's organ. But except it being the fair young maiden it was you, the story seemed to line up nearly identically with the current situation. It was almost unnerving.

There was some space between the balustrade infront of the organ and the wall it was attached to, peering over the side of the wooden balustrade there was a young blonde man. His hair was spiky and you couldn't help but notice that the blonde man looked like Vash, the god you had worshipped your entire life. His red coat, his spiky blonde hair. After a minute of just watching and the blonde man somehow not noticing you, you finally spoke up. "Hello...?" And that seemed to alarm the blonde man, him looking up with some mix between shock and surprise.

"..Hello!" The blonde man greeted, even waving back at you.