The Devil Castle stood at the heart of Paradise, an imposing structure that exuded an air of both elegance and danger. Its architecture was a seamless blend of dark Gothic spires and sensual Baroque curves, creating an otherworldly beauty that captivated any who laid eyes on it. The entire castle seemed to shimmer with a faint red glow, hinting at the passionate and devilish energies that resided within its walls.
Massive obsidian gates guarded the entrance, adorned with intricate carvings of mythical devilish creatures and seductive succubi in alluring poses. As they approached, the gates swung open with a low, haunting creak, inviting the trio to step into the realm of temptation.
Chel and Bria chuckled as they enjoyed the sense of returning home while Misery felt slightly somber at the atmosphere he was feeling here.
