A painting of a gate with bats flying over it

The scorching sun fades into the clouds，This mysterious manor is like being driven by some force，It sheds its barren face，Put on the glamorous tulle again。The old and dilapidated hall has been restored to its original appearance，The majestic ancient Cerberus sculpture resembles a faithful slave，Quietly guard the gate that leads to the depths of the castle。Midnight lightning and thunder roared, shouts were heard from the medieval cathedral, bare teeth, and bright red blood flowed from the cracks in the doors