A Truly Desolate Castle
From the moment we entered the damned place, death and rot plagued us all. Like a river frozen in time, the guts of countless humans, monsters, and demons were dried up against the tiles. Stepping on their bodies and crushing the dry stream of blood, we kept moving deeper into the cobweb infestation.
"Is this the right place?" Asked Senya, her arms strung closer to her chest.
Her eyes focused on the distant throne the size of a mountain; Rin kept on walking without even humoring an answer. Following behind her, we grew closer and closer to the colossal carcass of a woman veiled in a lecherous violet robe. Left but as a pile of bones, the skeletal body of the woman held a crown in her hands. The size of her finger, the crown in the shape of a skull held a pool of blood as well as a note stuck in its eye socket.