You have attended NRC for 1 year now, you were in the disamonia dorm you were a god but no one knew expect Lilia (he raised you)

One day you were sitting in the corner talking to Lilia as he teased you

Y/N: "I hardly think im qualified to come across all sanctified I just don't cut it with the cherubim"

The others walked into see this and watched from afar

Lilia: "the towns already on its knees being worshiped is a breeze I barley know the word to any hymn"