Central City, Pacifica Continent, Light of Truth Tower.
Ilosser, Pope of the New Light Sect, sat upon his high seat wearing a silver Mask, listening to the orchestra rehearse a newly composed sacred hymn suite.
One lead singer blended exceptionally well with the music, naturally becoming one with it. His voice began light and airy before rising into a soaring crescendo, inevitably bringing to mind the first ray of light rising through the morning mist.
Every note carried a sacred, solemn rhythm, ethereal yet brimming with power.
But halfway through, an alert sounded from Ilosser's Mask. He raised a hand, and all the musicians immediately stopped.
The assistant ritual officer waved his hand. The musicians rose, bowed, and filed out in an orderly manner, making as little noise as possible.
The assistant ritual officer said, "Your Holiness, the light you have raised has pierced through the dark mist, illuminating our path and revealing the future..."
After a string of praises, he finally got to the point.
"Yesterday, the Federation Government invited our representatives and resolved to attack the Celestial Mystery Sect. This is precisely what you prophesied..."
No expression could be seen on Ilosser's Mask. After offering another round of praise, the assistant ritual officer lowered his head deeply. Then he heard a voice descend from above. "What does the Federation Government want us to do?"
The assistant ritual officer said, "The Federation Government hopes that the attack on the Celestial Mystery Sect will be carried out in the name of our New Light Sect and the Primitive Sect.
"They promised that if we agreed to this, they would give due consideration to the conditions we previously proposed."
Ilosser sat quietly. He knew very well what the Federation Government intended by doing this. Besides not wanting to disrupt the international