From the parched earth of the town square, the followed. It looked like a lamb—soft, white, and unassuming—but when it opened its mouth, the voice of a dragon spilled out. It began to weave signs in the air, golden symbols that burned into the eyes of those who looked too closely. It didn't use force; it used a terrifying, magnetic charm, promising safety in exchange for a name written in ash.
As the Scarlet Beast began to pace the perimeter of the world, Elias realized the "Apocalypse" wasn't an ending being forced upon them. It was a mirror. The beasts were huge, terrifying, and ancient, but they were also familiar. They were the shadows of the heart, finally stepped out into the light. The Beasts of the Apocalypse
Elias clutched an ancient, leather-bound ledger to his chest. He watched as the two beasts met. The air between them began to warp, birthing the , a creature of vivid, bloody crimson. Upon its back sat a figure draped in jewels that drank the light, holding a golden cup that overflowed with a dark, swirling wine. From the parched earth of the town square, the followed