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It wasn’t necessary, sneaking into the temple in the middle of the night. The outer altars were always open to provide people with a place to meditate, or pray, or just bask in quiet. He could light incense or candles, toss coins into the fountain, ring the temple bell. But Genji wasn’t there to seek tranquility. To prostrate himself, to pray.
Genji was there for Zenyatta, even if he was loathe to admit it.
So there was no real reason to break into the temple like a thief. Like an assassin.
He could come during the day, when the doors were open and the sun was shining, with monks— omnic and human alike— milling around the halls. Genji didn’t really want to examine why it felt better this way, slinking through the courtyards in the dark with only the moon and the glimmer of firelight to guide him.
Why he only wanted to come when he was shaking apart inside.
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- Part 2 of Legacy