343. Keeps Getting Worse

The words of the shining bard of Solis spread around the entire Fort Storst like wildfire, and people came out of their homes to get the blessing in light and food. No one complained or tried to fight. 

To them, Solis was already a god, just not as important. On top of that, seeing Sylvester shining like the sun itself was highly captivating. Some people who came to take the food from him didn't even leave afterwards as his light was warm, and his singing voice was soothing. 

The entire night, Sylvester didn't stop either. It was as if he had conveyed a religious gathering, and people had come to listen to his words. So he utilised the opportunity to sing about Solis, the creation, time, space, world, equality, and how meaningless the differences are since all are born from the same blessing.