AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016

Thick, rolling dark clouds obscured the light, as if devouring the entire world. The cold rain poured down like sheets, and with the blessing of the fierce wind, each droplet was like a piercing ice pick. The howling gales carried the sounds of colliding waves and shattering noises by his ears, like innumerable wicked spirits shrieking.

The candlesticks on both sides of the Stone Bridge were like behemoths drained of life by the storm, clinging to the last strands of flickering light, stubbornly persisting. The walls were mottled and uneven, scarred everywhere. The farther he walked, the more he could sense an aura of desolation.

Lin Yi soon caught a whiff of blood and decay in the wind, scents that seemed to drift from the Art Building. They should have been overwhelming, but the storm fragmented them into thin, sparse traces.

Lin Yi could no longer imagine the sort of human tragedy that had transpired inside the Art Building.

"These candlesticks..." Old Mo noticed Lin Yi observing their surroundings and spoke as they walked, "These are all products from the Black Moon Outpost era. The creatures carved on these candlesticks are the initial imitations of the ’Angels’ based on their explorations at sea to understand the ’Root’ forms..."

"The reason those carvings vary in form is because as the number of explorations and the passage of time went on, the ’Angels’’ cognition of the ’Root’ also diverged..."

Old Mo pointed to one of the candlesticks with an abstract carving, resembling a long, winged creature: "Look at that form from that era; that’s the ’Feathered Serpent God’..."

"There was a period when the ’Angels’ arrived at such a depiction of the ’Root’. After their expeditions at sea, some got lost in the depths, slowly giving rise to the later generations of the Mayan civilization..."

Old Mo then pointed at another carving, indistinguishable between an octopus or some other creature, seemingly with many tentacles or possibly numerous heads.