The sky was clear. Under a cloudless blue sky, a dazzling light suddenly poured down over the cathedral, and the divine statue that had kept silent since ancient times began to glow faintly.

It was a sign of the Oracle—an event said to occur only once every few hundred years.

The priests gathered at the cathedral knelt, catching their breath.

At the back of the altar, light gathered within the sacred crystal, and two names emerged there.

One was—Lilil. And the other was—Guest.

"...The Oracle... has been delivered..."

A trembling voice echoed through the cathedral.

'I choose two souls. Those who harbor the light and cross the darkness. In my name, I recognize these two as holy ones.'

At that moment, a soft light enveloped their bodies. The two chosen by the Oracle.

If female, Saintess If male, Saint

Gender, birth, status, and even age do not matter. A unique title that only those whose souls are recognized by God are permitted to claim.

And so—

Lilil and Guest became the holy ones chosen by God.

—Three days later

The two were officially recognized as Saintesses (Saints) and began living in rooms prepared for them near the cathedral.