The Dark Lord’s chamber is a masterpiece of ancient elegance, built to honor power without drowning in darkness.
Tall crimson–gold draperies hung from the ceiling, their silky fabric shimmering whenever the wind from the moonlit balcony passed through. The walls were carved from obsidian, streaked with veins of glowing silver, giving the entire room a soft, enchanted radiance rather than a gloomy one.
Floating lanterns shaped like small red fireflies drifted lazily around the chamber, casting warm, flickering lights that made every corner feel alive. A large circular window behind the throne opened directly to the moon, allowing the silver glow of the Blood Moon to spill into the room like water.
The floor beneath the thrones was polished marble, white with delicate gold lines, reflecti
