Eden's breathing became rapid again.
"They've all fallen."
Eden mumbled to himself.
Every person he saw was almost irredeemably lost. They kept singing all kinds of hymns, yet under fanatic beliefs, they continuously committed sins. Even those who appeared pure were eventually dragged into the abyss amidst this fervent atmosphere and these guided thoughts.
All have fallen, all have decayed.
All are anticipating the arrival of the apocalypse.
Judgment... is coming.
Because, this is what they await.
Anyway, even if disaster strikes, he too can change this horrifying future...
Anyway, these heathens long for judgment to come; destruction is their faith...
A voice came from the depths of his heart, impossible to deny,
"You are like me."
As the voice fell...
Pale lightning exploded amidst the deep dark clouds, with an astonishing momentum. In this city, countless people stopped involuntarily, turned their heads, and looked up at the increasingly oppressive sky.
