Religion could be a ray of light for one person, but it could also be a chain for another. A proper religion might be able to save thousands of people, but a corrupt religion would drive its followers off the edge of a cliff.

‘The Church of Madness will solely be used to fulfill my own greed and ambitions,’ Kang Yoon-Soo thought.

He had no plans to turn the Church of Madness into an upright and righteous religion, as this was all in a test, and the things he did in it would not affect anything back in reality. That was why there would be no problem even if he became the worst cult leader in the history of the continent.

‘First, I need to gather some followers,’ he thought.

The start of any religion was its followers; that was especially a given with a cult established solely for the purpose of exploiting its followers. What Kang Yoon-Soo needed right now were the kinds of followers who would not hesitate to disown their own family for the sake of their faith if he wanted to place the entire continent under his religion.

Kang Yoon-Soo looked at the siblings outside the window and thought, ‘I have to start by coercing those two…’ He then left the Cathedral of Repentance.

“What took you so long? Have you finished what you needed to do?” Rekil asked while yawning.

“Yeah,” Kang Yoon-Soo replied.

“Oh? Then I hope you have a nice long life. The robe was cheap anyway, so you can just keep it. It’s a shame, though. You were pretty alright for an undead,” Rekil said.

“We’re going back to the church. I hope we...