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At a place that was fully engulfed in darkness, an earth-shattering war was taking place. There were angels with flaming wings, riders attired in heavy metal armors and crusaders holding long golden swords who were battling it out with skeletal dragons that were masked with black smog, terrifying revenants who were ferocious and hideous as well as a huge army that comprised solely of vicious skeletal soldiers.

The setting of the battleground was not at a flatland that was covered with flames and smokes nor was it at a boneyard that was filled with bones and skeletons. Instead, it was at a place that was so dark that it was pitch-black. This was undoubtedly a strange and peculiar phenomenon.

What made it even more bizarre was that outside the scene of the battlefield, in the empty space that was fully enveloped in darkness, a few indistinct voices could be heard whispering to one another.