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Urich took a step forward. The humming of the priests filled his ears, and the north wind thumped against the walls of the temple.
'Ulgaro...'
He was the god who enchanted countless warriors. A cruel and arrogant god, forcing and demanding his descendants to struggle after driving them into this barren frozen land.
"Your blood," the high priest repeated.
Beeeeep.
Urich's ears rang strangely. He looked up in the dark temple, where the only light source was the torches.
'Light.'
But there was sunlight that seeped through a twisted crack in the wall, touching Urich's feet. The small fragment of sunlight was warm. Dust danced in the light as they floated in the air.
'The sun god.'
Urich stared at the sunlight for a while.
"Urich," Sven called from behind. The high priest stood beside Urich, blocking the sunlight.
'I know.'
Urich cut his palm and offered his blood to the basin.
Drip, drip.
His blood trickled down. It was a sacrifice of life. An overwhelming wave of euphoria blurred and then cleared his vision. The priests' voices churned in his head.
Wooooh.
Urich heard a buzzing in his ears. He squinted...
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