Destiny(2)

A screen of light slowly grew clearer above the altar, revealing an old woman with a cane walking over. The woman glanced over and laughed like a nightingale, “And I was wondering who it was. High priestess Ferlyn, what distracts you from the Sacred Alliance to talk to me? I still remember the days when you tried to lecture me… Now you don’t have the freedom to do anything, haha!”

Ferlyn’s face warped in rage, but she snorted softly without saying a word. This old woman was Eshin, the high priestess of the Church in the Sacred Tree Empire and a maverick amongst her creed. Unlike the remaining high priestesses who liked to remain beautiful eternally, she allowed herself to grow older as time passed. Of course, she couldn’t die willingly; that was only allowed if she found a replacement for he...