The previous day, Bae Seokyung had received the moon from the Evil God.
“Soon, I shall become very angry.”
His words and tone were gentle, as though soothing a young family member.
“When that time comes, how could I remember you? Overwhelmed by fury, I shall make countless foolish choices. I therefore entrust this noble moon to you. I believe you will fulfill your duty.”
“…Are you saying this truly is… my teacher…?”
Bae Seokyung carefully lifted the Moon into her arms.
“……”
How noble.
It was cold and round. Even while holding it, she did not feel as though she had anything within her grasp. The only reason a vessel as lacking as hers could hold the Moon in her arms must have been the Evil God’s mercy.
“…Ah….”
Bae Seokyung embraced the Moon as though holding her own daughter.
“…For a long time, I wished to see my teacher. I asked countless times why I was not taken. Yet no answer came, and I was forever forced to collapse where I stood.”
“Now your teacher rests within your embrace. You are the Bishop of the Moon Church. You must protect the family of that cold house and guide them along the proper path. So I ask you: what do you desire?”
“The proper path. I intend to guide my poor family along the proper path.”
“I am curious what course this proper path of yours will take.”
“What else could that cold house require? What I desire is family, love, and warmth. I will allow no one to depart alone.”
My beloved…