[False God's Bride]

Soon, I was in the skies of the capital on Dante's back. Below me was my destination, the [Chapel Of Munin].

The white chapel stood like a beacon of purity against the countless monsters filling the capital, its spire reaching toward the heavens with quiet reverence.

As I approached, the grandeur of the building struck me, its walls radiating a sense of grace. Stained glass windows adorned every inch of the chapel's facade, casting kaleidoscopic patterns of light and color across the pristine interior.

Each pane depicted scenes of the Munin cult's devoted acts and their 'redemption', their intricate designs telling stories of a god's descent and his promises and miracles.

"Doesn't quite look like a cult's chapel at least," I said as I entered.