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Sanctum of Transformation
Capital City Acron
Beta Continent's Holy Empire
Unknown Date
A fairly tall teenage-looking boy with a shaven chin and short white hair, had his arms spread out as half a dozen servants quickly helped him remove the ceremonial robes he was wearing.
In less than five minutes, he had changed back to his usual clothing, a cassock underneath white priestly robes with a zucchetto atop his head,
On the back of his robes, a large golden rose was embroidered with fine silk, shimmering under the light as he walked through the halls of the giant Basilica, that bore the name; Sanctum of Transformation.
"What a coincidence."
The boy spoke with a wry smile a golden inscription briefly lit up on his dark irises for a second before they returned to normal.
"Did you say anything, Lord Nicholas?"
"No…continue with your reports."
"Okay.
