I stood alone in the center of a massive temple that seemed to naturally inspire faith just by looking at it.
All around, white-winged angels with rings on their heads were praying devoutly with their eyes closed, and I stood in the exact center surrounded by them.
Completely naked without a thread on me.
Ah- Ah- Ah- Ah-
All the angels sang in chorus, raising an aria. A woman in a one-piece with silver hair descended from the ceiling, flapping thirteen wings, and landed before me.
"Goddess...?"
I instinctively knew she was the one and only existence the Goddess Church revered—the Goddess. From her hair to her eyes, everything was sacred silver, and even I, a demon, felt warmth in my heart.
"Thank you for your hard work."
The Goddess met my eye level and grabbed my hand. In a situation shaking hands with a god, I couldn't tell if this was a dream or reality.
"Uh, um..."
