"Have you heard?"
At a corner of the Fried Poorhouse in the East Borough, a man in a staff uniform leaned against the wall and asked a colleague who had also come over for a brief rest.
His colleague wore medical attire, and his face was lined with exhaustion. "About what?"
He had been working nonstop for the past two days and really had no energy for gossip. The colleague beside him clearly knew this, so he got straight to the point. "I heard quite a few followers of evil gods appeared during the Great Smog two days ago-"
"Followers of evil gods?" That caught the medical worker's interest. He asked the staff member beside him, "I heard a few patients mention something similar. Apparently, quite a few people in the East Borough witnessed the miracle of the Creator's descent. Was what you heard about the True Creator too?"
"Yes, yes." The first staff member repeated himself. "But priests from the Church of Storms later confirmed that it might have been a collective hallucination. Some people were temporarily beguiled into praying to the True Creator. As long as they sincerely repent to the Lord of Storms, they can be forgiven."
"But so many people saw the True Creator. Was it really a hallucination?"
"Wait, hold on." The medical worker looked distinctly surprised. "Are you serious? That doesn't sound like how the Church of Storms usually handles things. Is your information really reliable? I remember your faith was-"
"Ahem, of course I believe in the Evernight Goddess." The staff member sounded a little guilty as he answered his medical colleague. "Well, just take it as a joke. I saw someone in the newspaper saying that so many people had worshipped an evil god this time, all across the East Borough, that