In the Land of the Blood God, John found himself in a strange space, feeling as though he had sunk into an abyss.
There was not a single streak of light here; it was so dark he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face, surrounded by endless darkness.
Standing in the dark, John's brow furrowed slightly, lost in deep thought.
His last memory was of struggling desperately as the Crimson Demon attempted to possess him.
Then, it seemed like the demon's divine soul had entered his body.
After that, his consciousness faded entirely.
A trace of bitterness appeared in John's eyes.
It seemed he had been successfully possessed by the Crimson Demon.
That meant he might already be dead. But why was he here?
Puzzled, John surveyed his surroundings, but the darkness offered no useful information.
It felt as if this place was isolated from everything else, cut off from the outside world.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!