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[defiles]

After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands; and they cried out in a loud voice, "Salvation belongs to our God."I've come to a city of artefacts in search of new

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[TEXT right back at you~]

[redpeacock]

Salvation, a god and beginnings. A man of great faith, I presume?

[TEXT! what a champ.]

[defiles]

You could say that, in as much as faith is measurable.

[TEXT ooh, this'll be fun.]

[redpeacock]

I believe that the mere existence of a faith in one is something I find interesting among others who dismiss the unseen. Shall I presume that your faith isn't blind?

[TEXT.]

[defiles]

If it is blind then I trust I am being lead.

[TEXT <3]

[redpeacock]

A wise reply.

[TEXT]

[defiles]

Thankyou. Of course, as I have met my God I perhaps have more of a solid ground to walk upon.

[TEXT]

[redpeacock]

[At that, Genesis is very amused. Met your God, hm? He had met the Goddess of his world, but he wouldn't reveal that. But he keeps this stranger's quote in mind.]

A blessed man you are, then.

[TEXT]

[defiles]

Indeed, my Lord blesses me so that I might spread his Word.

[TEXT]

[redpeacock]

Have you taken a look at Anatole's church yet?

[TEXT]

[defiles]

I have not. Any building can be a receptacle for the Lord, but I doubt I'll find mine there. Mm, I wonder if there's anyone I know in this city at all.

[TEXT]

[redpeacock]

Search around, perhaps you might find someone.