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The Abysmal Archive

A Secretive area which located within is documents that tell of secrets, creatures and events that exist across space and time.

TheGreatSeer · Kinh dị ma quái
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El Sangre iglesia (The Blood Church)

Tucked away within a dimension within a dimension eternally Hidden away from existence and kept in the form of a mere legend that is temporarily recalled before the thought is thrown away. The Blood Church is a place where giving one's red liquid grants you a place in the great beyond where you shall have all you have ever dreamed about.

It is a mysterious place. Usually it is uncommon for one to even enter the realm of the blood church, but if you're unlucky, you may slip through the cracks of existence and hurl into the realm known as La tierra de la sangre (The land of blood), where the great Blood church resides.

In this land, there is nothing. No people, structures aside from the church, or any kind of life at all. The sky is blue, so much so that it looks like the sea as if it were on the ceiling. One can enter the structure, which looks like a rather small church-like structure coated in a white colour with a few windows dotted around and an entrance consisting of two doors. Once one has entered the building, they shall see the pew chairs, aka church chairs, forming rows and stopping before the front of the church, which is slightly raised with a podium in view facing towards the church chairs. That's all there is, and it does not look particularly special aside from the fact that the chairs themselves seem to have some strange red liquid dropping from them and the fact that random pieces of clothing are dotted around on the seats.

A few days spent in this realm, and you'll quickly find you cannot actually head anywhere, as if you do decide to walk off in a direction, you'll end up back on the outside of the church. A few more days will pass, and the blue sky will drain in colour every day until it ⁸is overtaken by a scarlet red. Eventually the voices will kick in, telling you to dig into your very skin and chip away until the land gets its food in the form of the red liquid that swims around your body.

Eventually you'll be nothing more than a fraction of what you were, and gradually your body will break down until the realm itself devours you and your clothing is added to the church's seats.