Sauron Continent.
Inside a certain mansion.
The Golden Walker was sipping tea, happily reading the newspaper, when suddenly the Holy Light nearly blinded him. He looked up toward the high heavens, his gaze growing distant and dreamy.
"Mo...mom."
BOOM! Golden lightning exploded in his mind, snapping the Golden Walker back to reality. With lingering fear, he gulped down a huge mouthful of tea, took a deep breath, and focused his mind.
"'Travel Star Realm Manual' Rule Seven: Never look directly at a God. Especially at a deity like the Holy Mother, with such powerful God's Authority of [Motherhood]. Merely the unintentional aura she gives off is enough to leave a Ninth-Circle Wizard like me dazed for a moment."
Fortunately, wizards train their spiritual force, which gives them decent resistance to such divine force. If it were some other Level 9 Alien Race, they might never wake up again.
Elsewhere in another mansion.
