The words of the Moon Priest made the Ancestor standing nearby cross their arms, their expression turning cold with discomfort as they added:
"In fact, the emotional disturbance caused by that Moon Person's suicide nearly drove everyone around them mad." The Ancestor rubbed at the goosebumps on their arms.
"If it weren't for this guy calming everyone in time and using priestly authority to quell the city's autonomous defenses, I estimate we'd be doomed by now."
"But that's as far as I can go. With the Throne empty, as a mere priest, I can't hold back the madness of this city." The Priest lowered their gaze, staring at the white Moon Surface below.
The Hero, upon hearing this, suddenly realized something, swallowing nervously, their expression growing tense.
"It seems you've almost noticed as well.
"Why we must start from the origin of the Twin Moons, why the key to the Divine Domain was given to you.
"And why... I said the myth continues."
