Disclaimer-I don't own Kento of Hardrock or Dais of Illusion, they belong to their respective owners and producers. This is the first religious story in a series of three religious stories based on Ash Wednesday, Good Friday, and Easter Sunday. Since all three stories are based on Catholic Traditions, this story will take Catholic views. If you do not want to read a story based on Catholic Traditions, then DO NOT READ THIS STORY. I WILL NOT FORCE MY RELIGION DOWN ANYONE ELSE'S THROAT.

On Ash Wednesday
Isabel Night

All my life I have practiced my Shinto beliefs, but today, my former rival Kento of Hardrock has invited me to a "Catholic Church." At this "Catholic Church" the priest, who wears a strange garment, says that today is Ash Wednesday. As the priest begins to tell the story of Jesus' temptation in the desert for 40 days, I begin to reflect about the turn of events in my life.

What this "Catholic Church" fails to tell these mortals is that the "Devil" can come in many forms. My devil came to me with the promise of power, wealth, immortality, and a family. However, unlike this Jesus, I was not strong enough to resist the dark promise of Talpa's lies. Thus, I succumbed to the will of a devil, and as punishment, I lost Anubis.
Before the priest says he's going to "distribute ashes," he states something that any immortal samurai could tell you about mortals or life in general. "For we are dust, and from dust we shall return to dust."
Despite how obvious it sounds, I am very surprised at how straightforward the priest speaks these words to his "congregation."

I go up to "receive ashes." Although I am not "Catholic," I can lie well enough to get a deeper meaning of any religious service. At first I was a little weary about receiving the ashes of deceased people, but Hardrock assured me that these "ashes" were nothing more than the ashes of burned palm leaves, whatever those are.

After I say the appropriate words, I receive my ashes and sit back down, Hardrock smiles at me, but as the "Mass" continues, my mind wanders back to the memorial service all eight of us had for Anubis three months ago.

Sometimes I wonder about that final battle against Talpa. At those times, I wonder why Anubis would fight for our souls? He said he cared about us and that he was going to save us, so why did he have to die? Hardrock catches my thoughts and smiles at me; he says he'll take me to church on "Good Friday" for that answer.

THE END…Until Good Friday.