Black birds cackle in the dark
Blood rains down from the blackened sky and encases the world in coagulated crimson.
His people bow down to him, but not by choice. They are more like victims than followers.
Smoldering stones sting skin as people plead pathetically, fighting for freedom.
He only laughs and says…
Welcome to Hell.
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