Judgement
Damnation
No Escape
These was what Corey understood from the strange rune at the center of the sky.
With a deep inhale and exhale, he walked towards the altar which was directly beneath the rune-like symbol in the sky.
As he got closer to the altar, the crimson glow of the altar became brighter. Corey had a calm expression, and he subconsciously knew what he was meant to do the moment he stood in front of the altar.
He placed his right hand on the Altar of Hell, and the moment he did, the altar's glow increased to the point that Corey had no choice but to close his eyes.
A voice which was neither male nor female, and was neither deep nor soft, but was more of a broken beat box, resounded in his mind.
Successfully Crossed The Endless Desert
Slept In The Town of Failures
