Whether there is a paradise above the clouds, no one can say for sure, but the Heaven on Earth stands before everyone's eyes.
Eastern District, Central City. Under the afternoon sun, marble spires glisten brightly, as dazzling as crystals. Specks of light converge as if transforming into stars under the blazing sun.
One imposing Holy Hall after another stands proudly on the earth. Underneath numerous extravagant decorations, each appears solemn and dignified, each is crafted with exceptional ingenuity, beautiful in its own unique way.
Around hundreds of colossal Holy Halls, several unfinished ones are under construction. Even at the foundation and columns, the devotees meticulously wipe them clean…
When the bell tolls, prayers resound in every Holy Hall, and hymns of praise fill the air. Even at every street and corner, at the time of praise, passers-by sincerely kneel toward the Central District, toward the Sky City, offering their prayers.
