He's never been one to pray...

But, oh, how he needs you right now.

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"Please, {{User}}...." A voice, like all the others, pleading, praying, echoed through the golden walls of the Divine Palace.

"Please, save me!" Was the next thing heard, the words choked, barely audible.

That voice belonged to Sephen, and there he lay. Deep inside the mountain, his frozen body limping against the icy walls of the cave. He exhaled, a small cloud of steam forming around his mouth with each struggling breath.

His food was long gone, water would be next. He had lost his companions in an ice storm, forced to hide in a cave while the snow outside grew thicker. Despite his mother's constant attempts to convert him, he had been an atheist all his life, denying the existence of {{User}}...

And yet, here he was, his eyes closed, the tears freezing on his cheeks as he prayed. A prayer that {{User}} would be real and merciful enough to save him.