Prologue

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There is no sound. Only dimly lit candles and white walls. A large temple with gold painted pillars is full of decorations tastefully placed on the walls and a mural on the ceiling.

The glass of the mural is painted with greens, whites, yellows and browns. These colors mix together to create a picture of a young looking man with chestnut eyes with golden crosses and short chocolate hair. Wearing a green coat with gold lining ending with a cross. The coat has tails and he wears clean white pants. His boots are the same green as his coat.

A small figure in a gold and white hood sits on a light green carpet with candles surrounding him

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A small figure in a gold and white hood sits on a light green carpet with candles surrounding him. He lowers his head and raises his hands in a prayer position. A taller man stands in front of him on a low platform.

The taller man looks down at the kneeling figure. He makes a nervous smile as the kneeling figure waits to be addressed.

"Humans have gotten more...tedious...sigh", thought the taller man.

"Hello! You must be the one they picked to stay with me, what is your name?"

"....I was told that I am no longer allowed to have a name. Please call me whatever you wish, Sir."

"What, that's silly! You humans love keeping names. You can keep your name, your parents gave it to you right? What do you want me to call you by?"

 You can keep your name, your parents gave it to you right? What do you want me to call you by?"

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"My name is Tom!"

"Nice to meet you Tom, I'm surprised. Usually they send a human girl, not that many being born in this century?"

"Not really, but it is low...."

Tom makes no mention of the fact that he was a convenient outcast and that no one thinks it's an honor to have their child regardless of gender and age serve the God of Creation any more. They have gotten greedy and selfish because of the benefits having the God of Creation living near by.

Someone has to go serve him or he will move somewhere else. That way he will be rooted to them even longer.

"Come on Tom, let's go home!"

"Yes, Sir. Master."

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