The Holy Church of Death.
An ancient coin was being twirled among 5 fingers of a hand,
The flexible fingers changed its movement suddenly and flicked the coin.
Ching---------
As the coin landed on the large round table, it didn't fall to the ground right away, but rather it began to spin.
Within the solemn great hall of the church, everyone held their breath and said nothing.
The coin continued to spin attracting everyone's gaze.
A while later, a dignified voice resounded.
"This was supposed to be the most important matter to the Church, but after the appearance of the path to Godhood, everyone simply forgot about it for the time being"
The voice went quiet.
A black-clothed man stepped forward and knelt down by the round table.
