Narrator's POV

That Monday night, barely two days later, it was time for the Servants of the Stars to meet.

Said servants were members of a cult Blavat had started, those who had bought into the idea that all humans belonged to one the four greatest stars and worshipper said stars would gain them a chance at a celestial body after death.

The way of worship they performed was not prayer snd hymns like other religions, they cleansed themselves of their sin every six months at the meeting place Blavat provided.

And their 'sin' purifying was just an elaborate way to get them to willingly give blood.

The followers, the Servabts of the Stars, would meet three more of their chosen gods tonight when Astre, Ciel and Kelvin would make their grand entrance.

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An hour or so after sunset, Astre found himself sat in the ballroom of Sphere Music Hall lounging on a black velvet chaise atop the stage with Ciel —their legs tangled together as they leaned against opposite sides of the chaise.

They were identically dressed in a simple black shirts that had a high ruffled collar and long sleeves with ruffled cuffs as well as matching black shorts.

Their legs were covered with black stockings embroidered all over with the Canis Major constellation and plain black leather shoes that had silver bottoms.

What most would notice where the navy blue lace veils that were so thick it obscured their features and kept their faces, arms and torsos hidden.

Atop each of their veiled heads were a silver diadem holding a single star.

Looking to the chaise to their right, Astre saw Sieglinde dressed similarly to them.

Her lace veil was emerald green instead of navy blue, her outfit was a dress instead of shirt and shorts, her stockings displayed the Carina constellation instead of Canis Major and her silver diadem had two stars.

The chaise between her and Kelvin was empty, holding only a diadem displaying three stars resting on the velvet seat.

Finally was Kelvin, similarly dressed as well.

His shirt was the same as the twins but his pant legs displayed the Ursa Minor constellation instead of wearing stockings, his lace veil was a eggplant purple and his silver diadem held four stars.

Standing on the ground surrounding the stage were easily fifty or so people dressed in pure white cloaks all wearing the silver bracelets that held their designated star as well as white masks that covered all but their eyes and lips.

The sight of the crowed had frightened the twins at first, reminding them of the black cloaked men and women dressed as friars and nuns of the cult that had killed them.

But they knew they were safe here, here they were to be the ones worshipped not the sacrificial lambs.

Looking to his right, Astre saw Undertaker leaning against the wall backstage, watching him and Ciel carefully to ensure their safety in case any of the devoted got too excited to see the embodiment of the stars.

Blavat emerged suddenly from the shadows, addressing the cloaked individuals, "Greetings, blessed stars, it is still so nice to see you all for the first time this year. As you all can see, we are not only joined by Lady Canopus anymore, we have finally found our Lords Sirius and Lord Polaris. The search for the Star Lords is nearly complete —the chosen of Vega is still yet to be found."

A murmur of prayers went through the crowd, asking for Lord or Lady Vega to be found.

"As you all know, we meet once every six months to cleanse ourselves of our sin and our human filth in hopes to become even a fraction as celestial as our beloved Star Lords." The lavender haired man continued once the crowd quieted, "Now, let us commence with our cleansing."

The crowd seemed to know what to do as they split into four groups all standing in front of their associated Star Lord —or in Vega's case, a chaise with a diadem.

Twenty-one people stood before Kelvin, five in front of Sieglinde, two in front of the twins and the remaining twenty-two or so in front of the empty chair.

Blavat handed everyone a needle connected to a tube as well as a shared bucket —two small ones for Sirius and Canopus and two larger ones for Vega and Polaris.

In near perfect synchronization, the devoted followers pierced their veins with the needles and let their blood drip into their appropriate bucket.

The twins' gaze watched the blood trickle out of the veins of the two cloaked figures before them, knowing that blood would soon be coursing through their own veins.

Sirius blood was still a hard to find thing; they never had more than a months' worth apiece in storage.

Looking towards Sieglinde, Astre noticed her giving the five donators compliments, telling them how wonderful they were and how how pure they were becoming.

Taking a leaf out of her book, the younger blunette did the same, "Your radiance is glowing so nicely."

The two Sirius blooded cultists, thanked them for their kind words and for their notice, saying they were not worthy.

After a few more passed, after all the blessed gave up a pint of blood, Blavat stood on the stage again.

"Tonight you are free of sin." Blavat said, getting the attention of the cult back, "And from now on you can remain that way more. We shall be meeting here at the same time every Monday."

The crowd cheered, the idea of being pure more often addictive.

All of them had always been skeptical of a unseen Heaven, but the opportunity to join the very visible stars as a celestial body, as one of them, was amazing.

The pain of the flesh mattered not if that meant an eternity in the stars...