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>>798461
Lovers: "Basically? We're keeping the Universe running properly for all the people who live in it. If we weren't around, there probably would have been multiple universal apocalypses by now."
>>798465
Lovers: "Nope! Emperor, Death, Temperance, Justice, Wheel, Hanged Man, Moon, Devil, and Judgement are all guys too. We used to have Tower and one half of Magician around, but..."
She looks troubled for a moment.
Lovers: "We... don't talk about them."
>>798469
Lovers: "Basically? A combination of magical enhancement and plain old practice. You could learn Ice and Water magic from Priestess, or proper Chainsaw wielding from Death. From the experience I've had with other Fools, there's no real limit other than the time you have available.
She opens the door, revealing a small chapel. Three rows of pews lead to an open area, a plain wooden throne in the center of said area. Seated within the throne is a young woman, who smiles as the two of you enter.
The woman is dressed in white robes with golden trim and a mitre. Brown hair cascades down her shoulders, and her skin is the sort of pale of someone who doesn't see a lot of sun.
Hierophant: "Greetings, child. I am The Hierophant. Number 5 of the Arcana Group, and its Cleric."
She stands and walks down the aisle slowly, looking you over as she goes.
Hierophant: "I see someone has seen fit to arm you. Very well. I suppose it won't matter too much."
She stands before you, taller than you, looking down into your eyes.
Hierophant: "My child. Forgive me for what I am about to do."
Before you can react to that statement, she places a hand over your heart, and pulls it back...
And your soul comes with it, a small orb of white and black, mingling together and glowing softly.
Your body crumples to the floor, and now all you feel is a sort of numbness as you float, disembodied, within the palm of Hierophant.
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