From Chuang Yi:
“Like the aftermath of apocalypse, angels stripped of their voices and heaven laid waste.”
Below, lost souls of the underworld grow restless. Their murmurs, once silent, now overwhelm the senses with their deafening cries. As the sins of the mother who forsook her humanity to serve her new master are passed on to her accursed newborn, sixteen years on, the devil’s spawn walks on human soil unaware of his fate, even as ominous signs hint of his eventual awakening: the day when the dark apostle crosses over and devours the world.
