He just walked around, his eyes and body confused.
The face of the earth is red, red like fire, inseparable from the blood that is always dripping.
The sky was strange, no stars, no sun, no moon, it was like a red carpet.
However, if you look closely, you will see that the sky is collapsing and burning blood is falling from a small tube below.
This land of the world is not new and different from the known places, but whether it can be translated as "the world" is also a question.
Like the human body, it has a strong color, so when you study it, it makes a sound that cannot be distinguished from the real internal organs, and the ground collapses, causing wonderful things that can be seen on earth. Placement is not included in this.
Everything in heaven and earth is alive and inseparable from reality.
There is no way to see the borders of the world, no way to see the end of the world. No buildings, endless fields and rain of blood.
The body of an angel must walk in such a world, but no watery blood touches his body.
No, indeed, the body of an angel passed through blood.
I kept walking with nowhere to go. Ani followed the same path, but did not know what to do, had no heart, and was not very thoughtful.
The almost headless angels are flesh puppets, dolls unrecognizable from real people.
As he walked, a strange feeling arose in his body.
It was an aura of "darkness", a proof of being a wizard, an aura that only wizards possessed.
As if affected by that aura, this "living" world began to roar.
Next time the world changes.
These visceral objects are spinning and many buildings in Angel's vision are slowly growing there.
This is mon sense, unsuitable for architecture, and obviously impossible to build using conventional methods.
Strictly speaking, there seems to be a feeling that gives people the same feeling that this world should not exist.
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