The fabric of time and space entwined, rendering the future/PAST> meaningless.
When their whispers reach your ears, the entire world/HELL> will unfold before you/ME>.
The beast devours, flames consume, and a boiling river of blood churns everything in its path.
The crimson sky, neither day nor night, makes it impossible to discern where the sun sets. Cries for help echo from all directions, only to dissipate futilely in this forest of death.
Enter this gate—
H-help...
Mommy... Noooo...!
This place is—
Get down!
Cough...
What are we fighting... My body... What's happening to me?
I need a weapon...
I need a weapon...
The sword... What is it?
Rargh!