Chapter 43: THE White Light
Arthur opened his eyes and was welcomed by the sight of an enormous cathedral surrounded by milk white clouds and angels? He couldn't be quite sure since everything he saw had some sort of ethereal property which made it hard to make out the finer details. The only thing he could be sure of was that he was somewhere high in the skies.
The cathedral was incomparably larger than any building he saw in Catrin although from the outline and style it reminded him of a similar cathedral he got to sightsee on his first day in the city. It was dedicated to the Goddess of Light and named after a certain saint whose name escaped Arthur's mind.
Arthur couldn't recall the name since it's not like he attends mass every week like other residents of Catrin so it was literal months ago since he last heard it.
