“What are you thinking about, Father Lee Ki-Young?” a priest asked.0

“It’s nothing,” I[1] answered.0

“Thank you… for today. Father Jernihan will be arriving soon,” the priest informed me.0

“Thank you,” I said.0

I had no choice but to be determined because that was my role. I had long gotten used to hiding my true self and pushing aside my true desires, as I was the saint chosen by the light. As an honorary bishop, I would never cry, no matter how painful or sad I was.1

I was going to accept my holy role with joy and honor.0

I woke up at the usual time, prayed, and finished my personal schedule. 0

I completed my boring and repetitive tasks every day.0

‘I need to be persistent.’0

I had things I wanted to do and see, but as the honorary cardinal, I had no choice but to hide my desires because that was what the world wanted me to do, and that was what… Goddess Benigoa wanted from me. 0

My fate was to stay clean and live my life for others.0

‘I want to travel.’0

I wanted to go on an adventure. 0

I wanted to see interesting and mysterious things and live...0