Behind the once beautiful city walls, you could now hear the bone-chilling moans of the night wind. The streets that were once busy were now quiet, only the footsteps of death could be heard from every corner. Old buildings stood like silent witnesses to destruction, their walls had become canvases for the ferocity of rampaging demons. The moonlight only illuminated the ruins and reflected the shadows of the demons incarnated from nightmares, reminding the residents that darkness had overtaken this city.
Rodeyo
