Blood of the Sun

In 1099 AD, Jerusalem fell. A priest prays to God during the Crusaders' massacre. But the one who responded to him was not the omniscient and omnipotent Heavenly Father. It is an indescribable "compassionate" gaze. That night, the Holy City became a dead place, and the sun turned into a scarlet eyeball. Tens of thousands of creatures merged into a twisted unified will in an instant, and reason became the most expensive luxury product in the world. Six years later in Europe, the group of soldiers who narrowly escaped from the "miracle" returned with contaminated blood. The Church regards it as the sword chosen by God, and the Empire regards it as a plague that must be eradicated. In the battle between the two emperors of the Vatican and Rome, no one realized: The crown they fought for was but a decoration on the head of the sacrifice; The holy war they waged was merely a feast to feed the ancient madness. When faith becomes a curse, when prayer attracts monsters. In this watched world, the only thing that can fight against madness may be more complete madness.