For everything had turned out to be not what they all expected.
Horror.
Lost of hope.
Death.
All the people in the empire thought that once they had sacrificed the emperor and his advisor, whom they thought was the culprit as to why the gods were angry, they all thought that everything would return to normal.
They thought they could experience miracles that come from the heavens, like what they hear from tales, myths, and even stories.
However, as loud roars of shouts and screams dominated the whole capital, the sky turned red as the crimson moon showed up in the sky, even though the sun was still out.
People believed in gods. They believed in their angels and saints who delivered messages.
All of the people here have faith. They believed from the bottom of their hearts just like what their saintess had told them.
But what is this?
Is this just a nightmare?
