"An astonishing message? Shocking to the entire Lowland Maya? The thought of conversion to the Chief Divine?... Hmm... that must be related to the Kokom Family and also to the Chief Divine..."
"Indeed! Witnessed by the Highland Supreme Main God, not only that, this news relates to the origin of the Golden Age, the legendary Ancient Saint of the First Era..."
The December night breeze was cool, blowing along the coast of the Caribbean Islands, as refreshing as a gentle rain. The Main God Temple of Iron Bay Town was not grand, with a drafty courtyard allowing the starlight of the Milky Way to fall, akin to white foam drifting by the sea. Viewed from the red hills, this brand-new Stone Temple stood like a reef on the eastern snakehead of Cuba. It seemed like the Chief Divine personally nailed the Feathered Serpent Divine with a stone nail, embodying the power of life and death, and also twinkling with the glow of faith.
