The chapel had become less of a wedding venue and more of a post-apocalyptic coliseum. The crimson silk aisle was no longer a place for gentle footsteps of the bride—it was cracked stone, soaked in melted wax and dragonfire, with collapsing pews serving as barricades.
And at the very heart of this war zone, Rei Velvet sat strapped to his Groom Chair of Doom, screaming into the void.
[Event Update: "Apocalypse Wedding – Phase 2 Activated."]
[Sub-Objective: Do Not Get Vaporized.]
[Survival Rate: 1.1%.]
[Congratulations. You've unlocked "Hardcore Groom Mode."]
Lilia stood at the end of the ruined aisle, bridal gown now shining like sanctified armor, staff glowing with runes of light. Her stag mount bellowed and stamped its hooves, scattering sparks of celestial flame.
