"I am sure their lust drove them to commit unspeakable acts. But the two kings buried their sins. All we knew was that the Truthsayer vanished—and everything began to shift. I questioned the King several times, but his answers were always vague. Eventually, to preserve the royal family's image, the Temple had to intervene and fabricate a justification for the looming war between the two nations.
"With barely any effort, those two nations—once bound by ties that seemed unbreakable—now desperately thirst for each other's blood. Humans are a fragile breed."
Auren remained silent for a moment. The Archpriest's final words carried weight. It was unsettling how quickly people could turn. But he, of all people, understood.
The same people who had once cheered at the thought of him awakening a Divine Blessing were the ones who later condemned him to death the moment he awakened a Curse instead. No one hesitated. No second thoughts. No room for doubt.
