Above the Papal State, shadows of Chaos writhed without cease. Twisted Corruption poured down from an unknown end of Space-Time, as though it could drown the entire world in black sludge.
Within the Papal State, the two Earthly Angels joined forces, barely holding it back with their surging Holy Light and the hopes gathered there over the years.
The entire region looked like a white lotus wrapped in black sludge. At any moment, it seemed, the lotus would lose its purity and become a black bloom in endless darkness.
The Intelligence Officer in Italy reported the attack on the Papal State to President Mussolonia at once. Mussolonia was stunned when he heard.
"The Papal State is under attack by followers of an Evil God?"
The holy land in the hearts of billions of Believers, the shepherd of white people everywhere, the Lord's earthly Heaven—the Papal State was under attack by followers of an Evil God? Was this some kind of joke?
What followers of an Evil God had such a death wish that they would go there looking for trouble?
"I hate to admit it, but the Papal State isn't just under attack. It seems to be losing," the Intelligence Agent said quietly.
For safety's sake—or rather, so he could live to serve his country—he had not gone near the Papal State. He had only watched a video on YouTube. But even on that small, glowing screen, he could see how absurd and eerie the blackness engulfing the entire Papal State was.
And from within that blackness, there was not the slightest sign of movement.
He even wondered whether the followers of the Evil God had already destroyed the Papal State.
"Those damned followers of an Evil God. They're getting completely out of hand..." Mussolonia no longer knew what to