Adal felt his body drifting into a deep sleep whilst he stood over Opal's unconscious, orgasming body.
He fell forward, landing on the bed beside her. The two lay together, naked, exposed and satisfied; however, Adal's spirit was elsewhere.
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When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the familiar land that was the cloud cathedral. He was standing in front of the statue of the Mother, who cradled and breastfed her baby.
His body felt light, and the cathedral was silent for a few moments.
"Kneel." A strong, feminine voice ordered him. "It is important to pay respect to the Mother."
Adal turned around and saw the Goddess Cupid sitting in the stands. Her red hair cascaded down to her feet, and her two silver gauntlets were still the only pieces of clothing that she wore. Resting on the seat beside her was her Greatsword.
"I... I do not worship the Mother." He responded, trying to keep his confidence in the goddesses presence.
