At this moment, the color of the blood moon seemed to deepen, and clouds from all around converged, engulfing everything in a downpour of blood-red rain.
In the midst of this torrential blood rain, a sinister figure in red emerged from the shadows.
Her figure was lithe, her steps graceful, her delicate skin like the morning dew. Even though her long legs were hidden beneath her skirt, their naturally elegant charm was hard to conceal.
However, she was wearing a red bridal veil, red cloth shoes, and carried a red umbrella in her hand.
Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, almost brushing the ground as she moved.
These stark contrasts amassed within a single person invoked a bone-chilling sense of discomfort, piercing from the soles of the feet through the spine and flooding the brain, driving one towards madness.
"New bride... You've finally awakened," whispered an ethereal voice.
The relentless blood rain continued to fall, as if it would never end.
