Chapter 35: You must play the part too, right?
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Aiwass awoke to find himself in an all too familiar place.
This was the Cathedral of Candle Master in the Red Queen District.
It wasn't St. Genvieve Chapel, where he had last learned the Sacred Arts, but the bustling main hall.
And he was not the one presiding over the ceremony but sitting in the back row, praying quietly.
Aiwass looked down discreetly and discovered that his attire was virtually unchanged from before he entered the instance.
He was still dressed in a white priest's robe, and he wasn't even wearing a mitre on his head.
Could it be that he was a newly appointed priest?
...Strange, who am I?
As Aiwass wondered, a voice suddenly rang in his head as grating and unpleasant as nails on a blackboard:
"You are Priest Julio Alexander, twenty-seven years old.
"Your niece Lisa was murdered a month ago, but the Supervisory Bureau was unable to find the killer.