prologue

She sought for her people to understand the world through her eyes. But even as she clasped her hands and begged to the Lord for guidance, her prayers fell on deaf ears. Keep your foul mouth away from the innocent, she'd hear as she'd desperately crawl to the corner to escape the hands around her neck. No longer could she bring herself to pray, to sleep in blissful ignorance, and see the faces of new adherents. Like a moth drawn to a flame, she took her final baptism.

Now reincarnated as Tuyen de Marchetti, she must relive her horror of eternal devotion to a God she doesn't believe in.

ILLUSTRATIONS BY PIYO!!