Elisio , a 21 year old lonely and desperate priest who in the name of their god committed blasphemy by making a wish to to resurrect his ancient god that has long been forgotten by the masses. The saying "be careful what you wish for, for every wish ahs a price" has completely slip his mind. As his wish was made golden blood began to flow as silver tears began to fall, the moon rumble then began to crumble as the price of resurrection is others destruction. Does he feel regret? Relief? Conviction? Or has rotten faith completely devoured his own self.