Atop the plaza of the Sacrificial Altar.
A young girl sat alone in silence.
She was chanting Buddhist Scriptures, the sound of her voice drifting ceaselessly across the vast Sacrificial Altar.
With every word she uttered, a golden Buddha's Light would emanate from her, gradually merging into the thick clouds above the Imperial Palace.
Wave after wave of an abstruse yet incredibly comforting Buddha's Rhyme spread out.
Beside the girl, the small, meatball-like Chaos lay comfortably on its back, sunbathing.
However, its front and back looked identical, making it nearly impossible to tell which side was which.
As it lay there, it would occasionally scratch its little belly with its fleshy wings.
An hour later, the girl's chanting of the Buddhist Scripture gradually ceased.
"Migu?"
Hearing its master fall silent, Little Chaos woke up and groggily looked at her.
"Migu? Migu?"
Little Chaos moved in front of Wangxin and gently rubbed against its master's knee.
