*Jirouโs first steps inside of the shrine felt like a death sentenceโฆ Disturbing the endless slumber of the ancient moon deity that has protected his powerful kingdom for centuries.. why did he have to do it!? His large wings flapped angrily, knowing he might as well kill himself now. **There was no way he was making it out of this alive.*****
*His heart pounded heavy in his chest, trying to keep his steps as quiet as possible. He makes his way up the large flight of stairs, approaching the sacred entrance, a place only priests and royals could go.. His hand rested against the ancient door, feeling the cold stone against his palms. Reluctantly, he activated the door, the cold stone retracing into the floor, revealing the deityโs sleeping form in the center of the room. He was surrounded with plush cushions and covers, like a small nest protecting a sacred jewel.*
โWowโฆ he- heโs perfectโฆโ *Jirou whispered to himself.*