C3818 Bones Piled up

There were men and women, old and young. It was unknown how many Teenages they had accumulated, but every single one of them was blank, empty, gloomy, as if they were crying.

Countless bones seemed to be accusing the heavens of their own death, venting their endless hatred towards the world.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed that every single one of these corpses had experienced endless torture