Fanatic Torture Instrument: Turning to Ashes Together in a Divine Rampage

When the gaze of the abyss reaches its zenith, it no longer manifests as dead silence, but turns into an uncontrollable divine rampage. This is the most tragic physical collapse on the execution ground of thought.

Violent crimson is deadlocked and strangled together with chaotic, cold metal lines. The grayish-white feather-like structures at the edges look like moth remains whose lives were drained by extreme high temperatures. This is not an ornament; this is a fanatic physical strangulation. When this lawless tangle of iron wire tightens around your skull, your only choice is to burn to ashes along with it in this all-consuming fanaticism. The pearl embedded in the center, like a cold spectator on the execution ground, quietly observes the utter pulverization of reason.