The corridors of Genesis Castle remained exactly where Lilith and Sepphirothy remembered them, but practically everything else had changed.
The absence of any living presence had transformed the citadel into an enormous dead structure, overtaken by dust, ancient webs, and remnants of demonic energy that accumulated in the corners like a dark mist.
Every step the two women took echoed through corridors far too wide for only two people, carrying them past open doors, empty halls, and ancient preparation areas that had once held hundreds of demons at the same time.
Sepphirothy let her fingers trail along the side of a wall as she walked.
The accumulated dust was so thick that her hand left behind a perfectly clean streak, revealing the black stone and ancient demonic symbols engraved beneath it.
Even though she had lived in that castle for only a few years, she still remembered almost every one of those paths clearly.
"It's strange walking through these corridors like this."
