Since the Sanguine were forbidden from praying to the Moon, the original prayer relating to the Moon was no longer used. As a result, only a handful of Sanguine Half-Gods could now receive revelations from the Progenitor by calling upon Her name.
Lilith, who had been running all over the room, immediately stopped when she heard this. "What are you calling Miss Lilith for?"
Nibais froze. "What did you say?"
Lilith glared at the coffin. "Weren't you calling Lilith? I'm Lilith!"
"???"
After a brief moment of astonishment, Nibais understood. "Your name is Lilith?"
So, this was the Descent Vessel the Progenitor had found for Herself?
Yes, yes, that made sense!
Something extremely important must have been about to happen for the Progenitor to suddenly decide to descend. Although he could not quite understand why the Progenitor had chosen a cat as Her vessel, not understanding was only right-Gods had their own deeper intentions.
But if the Progenitor was about to descend, could the Sanguine's rise still be far away? Hadn't his chances of advancing to Duke also increased greatly? Would he finally be able to escape this damned coffin?
All he had to do now was keep this cat well fed and watered while awaiting the Progenitor's descent.
Nibais quickly made his decision. Just then, a shaft of crimson moonlight seemed to penetrate the thick coffin and shine directly upon his decaying body.
He immediately understood that the Progenitor was answering his prayers and devoutly closed his eyes.
"Immediately. Right now. Send that cat away!"
The instant this revelation from the Progenitor appeared in Nibais's mind, he was bewildered. So, everything I just guessed... was wrong?
Meanwhile, at the Harvest Church in the South Bridge District.
A woman in a long black dress, with rather unremarkable looks, walked