In an enigmatic corner of the neighboring city called "Washington," in an imposing church, several people gathered in front of the statue of an old man.
"O sovereign who dwells above the heavens, ruler of all the gods."
"O exalted father of all, whose wisdom overflows."
The individuals present in the church, apparently immersed in the chanting of songs dedicated to the statue of the old man, showed palpable devotion.
The doors of the church swung open, and a figure with long dark hair, deep-set eyes, combed to one side, advanced with authority. Dressed in ecclesiastical garb, the man who entered caused those chanting to stop their actions to salute him.
"Welcome, Reverend Roderick!"
"Welcome, Reverend Roderick!"
"Welcome, Reverend Roderick!"
Roderick simply flashes a smile, continues walking, and shortly after he passed all the people greeting him, his expression completely changed to a completely cold one the smile he had to a moment ago, was nowhere to be seen.
