A church in an abandoned town where people of Weyward had obviously picked up and moved on, which would make sense do to a large fault line running through the city, cutting off all trade. Given this town had no access to water outside of trade, it'd be safe to assume the people had either died out or made it to other cites.
This church, however, stood in the middle of the town as large as any mansion. It made it obvious that this town was highly religious, something rare anymore on the planet, but perhaps religion had died out with these poor people. But, though this ghost town was in ruins, the church remained sturdy. unlike the broken homes of either brick or wood, metal constructed this church. Inside was all you'd expect from a church with a gigantic alter and stained glass as far as the eye could see depicting different things.
The strangest thing, though, was that even though the church stood strong, dust still collected, even upon the windows...all but one. This mural took up the entire wall behind the alter, and it depicted two great figures, obviously a man in armor and a demon in armor coming towards one another for a clash. Each had an army below them, the demon leading an army of twisted beings while the man lead an army of humans. Though, the humans bore no weapons, and the twisted beings almost seemed afraid. But, emotion was hard to catch on to when there was so much upon stained glass.
This town was no longer a ghost town, though. It was coming back to life, though the world would only be ignorant to this for so long. The man who had vowed to forever protect the planet and defend it at the cost of his life was emerging from the center of the planet with revelations clear as day in his mind. He'd slowly ascend through the planet, healing it as he went as not to create a hole for magma to spew from. Still, tremors would rock the planet as he'd begin to make his return...
This church, however, stood in the middle of the town as large as any mansion. It made it obvious that this town was highly religious, something rare anymore on the planet, but perhaps religion had died out with these poor people. But, though this ghost town was in ruins, the church remained sturdy. unlike the broken homes of either brick or wood, metal constructed this church. Inside was all you'd expect from a church with a gigantic alter and stained glass as far as the eye could see depicting different things.
The strangest thing, though, was that even though the church stood strong, dust still collected, even upon the windows...all but one. This mural took up the entire wall behind the alter, and it depicted two great figures, obviously a man in armor and a demon in armor coming towards one another for a clash. Each had an army below them, the demon leading an army of twisted beings while the man lead an army of humans. Though, the humans bore no weapons, and the twisted beings almost seemed afraid. But, emotion was hard to catch on to when there was so much upon stained glass.
This town was no longer a ghost town, though. It was coming back to life, though the world would only be ignorant to this for so long. The man who had vowed to forever protect the planet and defend it at the cost of his life was emerging from the center of the planet with revelations clear as day in his mind. He'd slowly ascend through the planet, healing it as he went as not to create a hole for magma to spew from. Still, tremors would rock the planet as he'd begin to make his return...
