Their shouts felt like both faith in God and trust in me, and it made my nose prickle with emotion.
On either side, Bianca and Hilde carefully posed their questions.
“Ai, so then…our church’s God is…?”
“What’s the God’s name…?”
The crucial moment had arrived. I sat up, back straight and poised.
Putting on the most earnest expression I could muster, and speaking in the most reverent tone possible, I began:
“The God who watches over us is ‘The Language that Constructs Worlds.’”
Ding!
[ Progress updated for “Mission of the Cult Leader of the Word, Step 7.”]
[ “Mission of the Cult Leader of the Word, Step 7 (16/1,000)”
Clear Condition: Proclaim to 1,000 people that your God is ‘The Language that Constructs Worlds.’
Current Progress: 16/1,000]
A chorus of “Ohhh!” arose from all around.
“The Cult of the Word! So that’s it! We were the Cult of the Word all along!”
“Hearing that divine name somehow makes my head feel clearer.”
“I feel like my chronic migraines have…