Meanwhile, far away from Mainland China, under the haunting glow of the Blood Moon, the epicenter of Christianity, the Vatican City, unfolded a macabre scene within the expanse of its sacred cathedral.
The crimson radiance from the Blood Moon filtered through the ornate stained glass windows, once resplendent with hues of cobalt, ruby, and gold.
Now, under the lunar influence, they transformed into a demonic illumination that penetrated the vast space, casting haunting shadows on the marbled floors below.
The nave, adorned with long benches, appeared as if it had bathed in fresh blood.
The high-reaching arches overhead, once symbols of divine beauty, now bore witness to gruesome splashes of crimson, turning into demonic pillars adorned with intricate carvings and delicate filigree that seemed to writhe in the otherworldly light.
Well, this is a boring chapter, but its significance for world-building cannot be ignored.
Though I may lack the enthusiasm to write about it, the realism it adds is crucial for shaping the world.