The dark red sky hung low, bearing the dull hue of congealed and dried blood, devoid of life. In this realm, there was neither a sun nor a moon, not even a hint of starlight. Only the blood-red lightning rolling within the sulfur clouds cast twisted shadows on the charred earth.
In the distant horizon, flocks of winged devils screeched as they tore through the scorching sky, seemingly solidified with blood and fire. Like an ancient giant beast, the bronze fortress towered on the earth, its gaping maw eager to devour all flesh and souls.
"What are you looking at?"
Standing atop the walls of the bronze fortress, a devil holding a burning long halberd gazed up at the sky, prompting the long-horned devil, who was also guarding the wall, to ask.
Following the gaze, one would only see the cracked scorched earth stretching into the distance, with viscous lava oozing from the crevices, and noxious smog rising from the underground.
"I am thinking."
"Thinking about what?"
