[ He recites this like agreement. They might not worship the same divine being, but it's more the shared sentiment that matters. He isn't the kind of fanatic that pushes his religion onto others.
Kahlil glances up, past the metal branches and toward the starry glass dome. He continues, softly. ]
The people turned against the Church, in my world.
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[ He recites this like agreement. They might not worship the same divine being, but it's more the shared sentiment that matters. He isn't the kind of fanatic that pushes his religion onto others.
Kahlil glances up, past the metal branches and toward the starry glass dome. He continues, softly. ]
The people turned against the Church, in my world.