Chapter 150: Exorcist Chronicles Prologue

The ground was dark and damp.The air was grey, almost opaque. Two people could stand next to each other but all they would see of their companions was a silhouette.But in this environment, a lively song was sang; hundreds of voices joining together to praise a man.…The messenger of God has come to KuhaiStone horses ran rampant, their manes swayingWhite spirits gleam in the sunlightShepherds chase down the young lionBut what do they knowThis mere "little" boy will be empyrean over themNone will dread to meet with himFor in his presence, the wolves will rest with the lambsAll well fed…The subject of this song was seated a top a tribal altar decorated with patterns of various humanized animals all making exaggerated faces. Whether this was an altar built for the sake of a god or a demon, one could not tell.