Deep in the old forest, the towering trees stretched their thick limbs like giants, blocking out the sunlight and drowning the entire Xin family's ancient mansion in shadow.
The paint on the mansion walls had long faded away, exposing the raw, ancient texture of stone and brick. Moss crept along the corners as time ticked by, bearing the mark of years past. Each window was tightly shuttered with wooden blinds, and the faint light filtering through their cracks sketched shadows that hinted at secrets too big for words, as if something earth-shattering was hidden within.
Yet for all its desolate, abandoned facade, this vast, old mansion held a depth that ran dark and profound—like some prehistoric beast locked away! Low, guttural howls seeped from its depths...
Inside the ancestral hall, only a few candles flickered, barely lighting the space around.
