Chapter 32 - : 32 : Blood Sky!
"Wow... The sky is all red!" Luna cried out, her blue eyes wide in wonder.
The group had barely taken five steps from their landing point before the full scope of Floor 2 unfolded before them.
Aiden glanced upward—and his breath caught.
The sky above wasn’t simply red. It bled. Thick swirls of carmine clouds drifted like bruises across a gaping wound in the heavens. Sunlight—if it could still be called that—filtered down in beams of dying crimson, casting long, haunting shadows across a shattered world.
Below that sky, the ruins stretched out endlessly in every direction. Once-majestic buildings now stood like skeletons of steel and stone—walls blackened with soot, towers torn in half, shattered windows like jagged teeth. Scorch marks trailed across the ground in long arcs, like something had scraped and dragged through the city in a violent frenzy.
War. This was the aftermath of war.
Aiden stepped forward, boots crunching over charred stone and broken glass. Rubble piled high along cracked roads. Chunks of rebar jutted from craters like spears left behind on a forgotten battlefield. A dry wind carried the scent of rust and ash.
"I..." Aiden murmured, eyes scanning the ghost city. "I didn’t even notice this before..."
"Of course not," Lysandra scoffed beside him, arms crossed tightly under her chest. Her cheeks were still flushed from earlier. "You were too busy being a pervert."
"I wasn’t—!"
She turned her head away before he could finish, muttering under her breath, "Typical."
Luna giggled, sidling up beside Aiden and looping her arm through his. "Come on, Master~ You can’t blame her. You were being very snuggly back there."