“All are holy!” The religious chorus cries as they dance through the town. They’re singing praises of the god king, Lucius. His example is that all living things are holy, the plants, the earth, the people. We live on the edge of the capital in a small, poorer suburb. So it’s nice to have something of equal status as the nobility in the center of the capital.

As the group of religious leaders start to end, the

-have the narrator enlisted into the army/guard as “all are holy”.

-have his family taken from him as bandits take from his house. As the narrator protests one of his family members, have the bandit proclaim “all are holy” so that the bandit is holy and gets to choose his worth.

-have the narrator become an assassin and go against the king proclaiming death to the holy “all are holy”