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"Following the street uphill and climbing several flights of steps, I finally found that strange little chapel. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary residence, nothing special. Only upon entering could one discover the difference.
"There was only one priest here, a warm, reserved middle-aged man in simple white robes, with a pale golden beard that almost covered the lower half of his face and light-colored eyes as clear as a child's.
"He called this the Creator's temple. Beings of any race, followers of any god, were welcome to enter."
"..."
"He said that when humanity first came into existence, the sky, land, and sea were ruled by all manner of crazed, bloodthirsty monsters. They were the origins of the later races, such as dragons, giants, and elves.
"These monsters gave free rein to their desires, ravaging every corner of the world. It seemed they would soon destroy the entire world. At that moment, the Creator awoke, reclaimed the special qualities and powers He had bestowed upon them, and granted them to humanity.
"Afterward, He fell asleep again, leaving behind a prophecy:
"When madness, cruelty, greed, indulgence, apathy, and bloodlust once again engulf the earth, He shall awaken and reclaim everything."
-Aboard the airship, Klein slept soundly against his seat back, his seat belt fastened and a blanket covering him.
Outside the window, the night was pitch-black, with sparse lights dotting the land. The scenery swept backward, seemingly slowly but actually swiftly. Everything seemed so peaceful and tranquil.
After an unknown amount of time, Klein suddenly awoke and stretched his neck.
He had had a brief dream about the entries from Roselle's Diary obtained at this Tarot Club gathering-the little chapel that worshiped the Creator, the priest with the golden beard and clear eyes, and the "Creator's prophecy"