"O merciful God, I am willing to give everything I have and ask you not to abandon me completely."
A dim shadow enveloped all of Agnes's vision, and she could not see anything clearly.
She could only faintly hear a slightly hoarse voice praying, with a little pain and sadness.
To be honest, this voice is not at all good, but Agnes feels that it is a bit like the voice of a teenager who is in the period of changing his voice.
She subconsciously focused her attention on the source of the sound. The light and shadow in front of her eyes gradually became clearer and brighter. A pair of interlocked hands appeared in Agnes's field of vision, posing in a standard praying posture, and then the stone The ground is paved and the owner of the body is wearing black trousers.
Agnes frowned with some discomfort. She was in a subjective perspective, and all the scenes in front of her seemed to be covered with a layer of gray gauze, giving her the feeling of being in a dream.
The prayers in her ears suddenly disappeared. Agnes looked around strangely, and her vision changed accordingly. Agnes easily came to the conclusion that the reason for her change of vision was that the body deflected her head according to her thoughts. It was obvious that she directly controlled this person's body after focusing her attention here. .
But the consciousness of the body owner did not die because of her, because she could feel that another consciousness also existed in this body.
She had a feeling that she could erase the existence of that consciousness at will, or return control of her body to the other party. She had complete control over that consciousness.
Agnes did not rush to return control to the other party, but casually controlled the body to stand up, slowly turning her body and head, and her eyes swept the entire room.
She saw a stone chamber with a slight sense of moisture in the air. The entire stone room looked a bit crude and cramped, with only a desk, a side cabinet, and a wooden bed. There is a small square window on one side of the stone room, through which the crimson moon can be seen outside.
Agnes walked to the desk. On the desk was an open notebook. She lowered her head and read the contents.
The notes were written in Rune language, and Agnes couldn't help but feel glad that she had learned Rune language.
"Who is He?"
"The teacher never told me His honorable name. He only said that we should feel the connection with Him in our souls, let ourselves be close to Him, and serve Him."
"The teacher told me that we are His students, sacrifices, guards, and His possessions."
“We use His power, walk His ways, and ultimately belong to Him and become a part of Him.”
"I asked the teacher, what is His divine name?"
"The teacher spoke out two syllables that I didn't understand with a fanatical look on his face, and then explained to me that these two syllables meant endless suffering."
“Those two syllables seemed to have mysterious power, which gave me an inexplicable sense of shock. Maybe this is the power of God’s name. I thought I might have been moving closer to Him since I heard those two syllables. "
"I asked the teacher, why do we call it the 'Remnant Sin Cult' instead of putting the name of God on the sect like those churches?"
"The teacher told me that although His divine name only has two syllables, it contains endless meanings and is not just the sentence he briefly explained."
"The teachings of the Order come from those two syllables. We believe that desire, irrationality, and ignorance are the root causes of all suffering experienced by people in their lives, causing us to commit countless sins. But desire is a human being. It is necessary to have sensibility, and it is necessary for a person to have compassion. Only by knowing one's own ignorance can one walk on the road of pursuing perfection. We will inevitably fall into endless suffering and become a part of Him."
"Our sins as humans are endless, so we are called the 'Remnant Sin Order'."
Agnes closed the notebook and put it on the table.
"The Cult of Remaining Sin." Agnes read it again incomprehensibly.
She opened the door of the stone chamber and looked outside.
This seemed to be an unknown monastery located there. There were no people in the corridor, and only the crimson moonlight covered the ground with a hazy veil.
Agnes frowned and looked down at the clothes this body was wearing. They were just ordinary Loen men's formal clothes. It was obviously not a dress that fit the atmosphere of a monastery, but she didn't know why it was in a monastery.
In the corridor outside the door, a man wearing the uniform of a priest of the Church of the Night Goddess looked over and asked with concern: "Dreiser, what can you do?"
Agnes couldn't help but frown, and put her index finger to her lips.
The other party smiled in a low voice and said: "It's okay, Dreiser, you are not a believer of the goddess, and you don't know yet. Unlike other churches, the goddess's church does not have a big silent period at night."
Agnes nodded, looking a little helpless and said, "I don't know."
The other party smiled heartily and said, "It's okay. After all, you just stayed here for one night by accident."
"What's the matter with you coming out?" the other party asked.
Agnes lowered her head and asked awkwardly: "I would like to ask...how to get to the bathroom?"
The other party was stunned for a moment, then shook his head while suppressing a smile and said, "You can see it when you walk along the corridor to the end."
Agnes expressed her gratitude to the other party and walked to the bathroom with a serious expression.
She stood by the sink in the bathroom, took a drink of water, and looked at the face on the water.
As expected by Agnes, he had a youthful face, brown hair and black eyes, and a classic Loen appearance. Agnes silently remembered it in her heart.
Agnes then returned the control of her body to the consciousness in her body, and her vision suddenly increased, as if she was looking down at the other person from a high altitude.
Excitement suddenly appeared on the young man's face. He ignored the slightly dirty ground and knelt down on the ground to pray.
"Lord, Lord, is it you?"
Agnes frowned and ignored the other party.
The young man did not complain at all about Agnes's lack of response. He just prayed in a low voice with some excitement: "Thank you to the Lord for being willing to use my body. May the Lord be satisfied with my body."
"Merciful Lord, please forgive my cowardice and doubt. I am willing to give my all and only want to be one with the Lord..."
Agnes unconsciously had some dark lines in the boy's speech. She no longer paid attention to the boy's prayers and took back the spirituality she had invested in this connection.
Lights and shadows flashed before her eyes, the boy's figure and words were distorted and blurred, and Agnes felt countless connections again.
"Investing too much spirituality will directly replace the other person's control of the body."
"Don't leave the Cult of Remaining Sin." With this thought in mind, Agnes carefully controlled the amount of spiritual input she put into it, and touched another connection.
