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Pasika froze when he heard her name, and for a heartbeat, all the air seemed to leave his lungs.
The Sun God’s Church was smaller than the Earth Goddess’s Church if one counted raw numbers, yet most people still called it the strongest religious order on the continent, and for one reason only: where other faiths had breadth, the Sun God’s Church had height.
It gathered monsters in human skin. The Chief Inquisitor, the Commander of the Holy Knights, the Pontiff himself, all stood in the highest level of the Transcendent, and even a single fighter at that level could tilt the scales of judgement for an entire institution.
Other churches boasted a few at the same tier, so the difference by itself was not crushing, but Sun God’s Church had something no one else did, and she stood in front of them now.
Once in a thousand years, the Hall of the Gods chose a mortal and laid a hand on that person’s life. That person could meet a god’s gaze and hold a conversation without a veil. She was that person, the Saintess of the Sun God, Helia. She was a Hero, and Ketal felt his chest loosen with honest admiration.
“The Saintess of the Sun God…,” Ketal said, and the joy inside the words could not be hidden. He had seen strength, more than most mortals ever would. The Tower Master existed, yes, but the Tower Master was a lich and thus a thing apart. Among humans,...
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