NO SINNER SHALL GO UNPUNISHED AGAIN, FOR THE TIME OF JUDGEMENT IS HERE.
I AM THE JUDGE, THE JURY AND THE EXECUTIONER...
BEWARE.... OF THE ANGEL OF DARKNESS.
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In a strange village, two moons lit up the night sky.
A large bonfire burned at the center, casting wild shadows of the figures dancing around it.
The walls were adorned with gruesome decorations: bloody heads hung like trophies, their blank eyes staring out in despair.
Living beings were also displayed on the walls, their faces masked in terror.
Occasionally, one of the dancers would approach, ripping a person from the wall before gruesomely tearing their head from their body and sucking their blood.
The lifeless bodies were then tossed into the roaring fire, sending sparks flying into the night.
The air was thick with the stench of death and fear as the figures continued their twisted ritual, their movements frenzied and inhumane.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the clearing, extinguishing the fire and plunging the area into an eerie silence.
The atmosphere grew heavy with an impending sense of doom.
Then, emerging from the shadows, a lady appeared in the sky.
Clad in a long black dress, her stark white hair was not a sign of age but of an outwardly nature.
The lady cast a chilling aura with her emotionless, dead eyes.
A dark fog emanated from her body, spreading like a sinister cloak over the figures below.
One by one, the figures began to fall, their bodies turning pale and their eyes lifeless.
Those who remained standing trembled in fear, their hearts heavy with dread as they watched their companions succumb to the mysterious force.
"W...Who...Who are you?" one of the trembling figures managed to stammer, his voice barely above a whisper.
The lady's lips curled into a smile that held no warmth but instead sent shivers down their spines.
With a cold gaze, she locked eyes with them before finally speaking.
"Guess."