Sinful City!
At the Sinful Spring, a hunched old man leaning on a Scepter and a sturdy middle-aged man stood upon a Cyan Moss Stone.
The hunched old man's eyes were cloudy. He gazed at the changes in the Firmament and said mournfully, "What was meant to come is finally here. It's just a shame that I must fade away at the dawn of this great era."
"City Lord, is there truly no other way to break the curse of the Sinful Scepter?" the middle-aged man standing beside him asked.
"I don't know. Perhaps there is."
The old man's gaze was profound as he said, "The world is full of sin. It ranges from minor wicked thoughts and petty theft to the great crime of slaughtering the masses and committing heinous atrocities. The Sinful Scepter possesses the world-reversing power to slay anyone with sin by borrowing the strength of that very sin. Its ability is truly heaven-defying."
