UNDER A BLASPHEMOUS SKY

Under a Blasphemous Sky

The sky hung low and heavy, a canvas of swirling masses that pulsed with an unnatural shimmer. It was a vision that prompted both {awe and fear. The very air crackled with a unholy energy, as if the heavens themselves were corrupted. This was no ordinary day; this was a day where the sacred order had been broken, and in its place emerged something

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