Chapel
At the center of the new chapel stood an altar built from polished obsidian, carved with inscriptions praising the gods.
Eileen, Danny, and Taylor stood in a row with the other two priests. These were the priests Romon possessed in the Main World.
Bell knelt before them, undergoing the ritual of conversion.
Facing the altar, Eileen and the five priests chanted hymns and prayers in the same cadence. A moment later, the altar suddenly flared with light, clearly having received recognition.
Golden specks of light gradually spread from its center, turning into a hazy luminous mist. Within the room, one could clearly feel threads of natural power beginning to emerge.
Eileen resumed the bearing of a bishop and asked, enunciating each word, "The road guided by the gods is not always smooth. Are you ready to accept the radiance of our Lord and walk His path?"
Bell replied respectfully, "Yes!"
"Believe in our Lord, and you shall surely receive His salvation!" Eileen said. At that moment, a shower of green light burst from the altar and scattered down.
Pain appeared on Bell's face. Strands of holy light that had originally belonged to the Goddess dispersed and vanished into the air, while new Holy Power was drawn into her body.
As time passed, the Goddess's holy light gradually faded away. Soon, it vanished completely. When the new natural power flooded in, Bell sensed it through a Druid's instinct.
Wherever it passed, every cell seemed to brim with vitality. The air seemed to grow fresh, as though she were breathing in woodland after a drizzle.
When Bell opened her eyes, she sensed the small altar's flourishing vitality and the feeling of being reborn. It was utterly different from anything she had felt before.
Without realizing it, Bell walked to the altar