[ Guinaifen raises an excellent point. It is a little odd that none of the aeons have arrived in this strange world. ]

Perhaps it is merely a matter of time.

[ It doesn't make a difference to Sunday. Even if one of the several aeons managed to break through to this planet or this dimension, their influence would be useless to Sunday. What good were the aeons when humanity could best them? ]

Even if they found their way here, I have no desire to pontificate about their teachings.

[ Bold words from someone who looks like he stepped out after leading weekly Mass. It's the truth though. Ena's power hadn't been a sufficient means to accomplish Sunday's ends. And what good was it to sing Xipe's praises when that aeon couldn't keep Robin out of harm's way?

Sunday turns his gaze heavenward. The cerulean skies are free of cloud cover. Perhaps this world's own deities exist above that blue sky and gaze down at them. ]

The spring in your step in the face of the unknown is admirable, Guinaifen.

[ Not everyone is comfortable about potentially leading a life without guidance of the gods. ]