"This really was a miraculous experience."
The Priest murmured in disbelief.
To the True Believers, these words struck a chord of bewilderment, and even though they had been saved for several days, they remained caught in an endless tide of emotions.
The past dozen days felt like a dream, an illusion.
They had first encountered a series of cataclysmic disasters on this journey—torrential rains, earthquakes, storms... misfortune had struck them relentlessly, toying with them, ravaging them without mercy.
But after that...
Everything returned to normal in the blink of an eye, as if time had flowed backward. The cracked earth healed, the broken trees restored, the collapsed mountains rebuilt, and even the dead came back to life, without a single hair lost.
It was like the fabled Day of Rebirth.
"Except for God, who would have thought we went through such an ordeal?"
The old Believer whispered in agreement.
