Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20181225230547/@comment-37523810-20181230032825

“Come, Miss... Beatrice, was it? Look at our children here.” The Nekomata would show her the three little Mamono in the basket, sleeping soundly under a small blanket. “In the next few generations, how will these girls pray to something that will no longer exist?”

“I suppose my first question is, well, why does the Chief God not like Mamono? I know the history behind it, but I thought that her grace was supposed to cover everyone.”