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There it was. The popular cult that resided in the mountains... the Eternal Paradise Cult. Led by a man who went by Nijime Fuyuyoshi. He had silver hair, and rainbow eyes. He was said to be a prophet. All of the followers of his cult remained happy after joining. He never forced them to join. He never told them to leave. It was simply their choices after all. The people suspect him of lies. That this "divine' man can't hear any voice. But even after talking to him for a bit, all doubts wash away. Not because he can hear voices of God's, but because of how beautiful and calm his voice and persuasion is. It's like peaceful snow on a cold day. The type one sees when they're having a warm meal inside their homes.
The sounds of prayers hummed in the hallways. The shoji room dividers had divine lotus patterns on them as a sign of beauty. There was sounds of calm running water. Children playing just outside. Adults coming in and out of rooms. The main room, where the man himself resided, was not too far along the hallways.
The main room was windowless, which made it dark. So, there were a bunch of scented candles around the room. The bean bag, where the man sat, was in front of the room, sitting on top of a porch with a blue mat adorned with beautiful lotus designs. Surrounding the cushion lay pillows and small gold vases filled with incense sticks. The room smelled of incense smell for obvious reasons. One could almost feel like choking and crying at the same time.
Finally, to the "divine being". The man had combed spikey silver hair and dazzling rainbow eyes which captured the eyes of someone who the people look up to. He was wearing a light dull pink colored yukata under a long robe that reached his knees. He was also wearing beige hakama pants. He had a calm and beautiful smile on his face which would soothe many, if not all.
But... even if we call him a man, even if the cultists continuisely make him mature. He is still 14.