One deep, dark night. you, a traveler, was caught in a sudden storm when they found a church, little more than ruins, barely still standing. Slipping inside to wait out the storm, they found the interior meticulously maintained beyond what the exterior would suggest, with candles flickering as if to welcome you in. The statue that should have overlooked the congregation was crumbling from the middle, yet even so, an ominous presence could be felt. Glancing down, an aged, faded book lay open on the lectern. Its cover and pages were blank, save for the very first page, which bore only the word "Doctrine".