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The Celestial Kingdom.
This was a sacred paradise, bathed in universal light. Countless holy, haloed Angels filled the air, their faces lit with innocent smiles as they played Gold instruments and devoutly sang hymns. Their solemn chorus echoed throughout the heavens.
Within the Celestial Kingdom stood a vast, magnificent palace that soared into the clouds, its structure like a sharp sword thrusting straight toward the heavens.
The "Pope," wearing a triple crown, holding a Magic Staff, and clad in magnificent robes, stood on a palace balcony. As was his custom, he gazed down upon the Celestial Kingdom, surveying his blissful paradise. Here, there was no sorrow, grief, or pain—only happiness, comfort, peace, and joy.
The prayer bells rang out, their peals vast and thundering. Countless people in pure white robes streamed onto the streets, bowing in worship toward the Holy Hall. Tens of millions of believers knelt, forming a spectacular, endless tide of white.
