As Ginger and Akasha led everyone else deeper into the temple, they left the AGENT's statue behind them, and the titanic thing sighed as he watched them leave. He'll probably be left alone here for a few years at least. Such a boring existence; it wasn't fun at all.
"At least, I've got you by my side." He mumbled, but no one replied.
Back in the private quarter, Neptune looked at the black hole on its pedestal, and then at the nuns praying around it. Arad had been hibernating for a while now, and his wives came to check on him every now and then, always asking the same question about if something had changed.
Nothing had changed since they put him there. The black hole always floats about a foot above the pedestal, spinning rapidly and emitting faint light from its accretion disk. Thanks to Amaterasu's will, the black hole won't go out of control and swallow everything, so it was relatively safe to handle.
