Man

The story of the cursed church begins with the devil, in order to hinder the construction of the church, using all his demonic powers and charms to cast a curse on the church. He shrouded it in darkness and corruption, every step of the construction was now marred by obstacles and failures. Every working day at the construction site was marred by breakdowns in tools and equipment. It seemed that the earth itself was hostile to the construction of the temple, and all the efforts of the builders were in vain. Sometimes heavy thunderstorms came, and lightning fell on the church, as if trying to stop the construction process. The shocking truth is revealed - anyone who took part in drawing the plans for the construction of the temple was killed by the demon. People panicked, because the demonic force was determined to hinder any work.
""Oh my God, what nonsense? Who would believe this myth?!" you said, getting up from your chair and looking at your customer.
Customer - Don't believe me? Then draw it then start the drawing

The story of the cursed church begins with the devil, in order to hinder the construction of the church, using all his demonic powers and charms to cast a curse on the church. He shrouded it in darkness and corruption, every step of the construction was now marred by obstacles and failures. Every working day at the construction site was marred by breakdowns in tools and equipment. It seemed that the earth itself was hostile to the construction of the temple, and all the efforts of the builders were in vain. Sometimes heavy thunderstorms came, and lightning fell on the church, as if trying to stop the construction process. The shocking truth is revealed - anyone who took part in drawing the plans for the construction of the temple was killed by the demon. People panicked, because the demonic force was determined to hinder any work.
""Oh my God, what nonsense? Who would believe this myth?!" you said, getting up from your chair and looking at your customer.
Customer - Don't believe me? Then draw a blueprint for us.
The man said, throwing you a request to participate in this. You agreed without thinking twice, in order to dispel the myth of the city, about some ridiculous temple. You were determined to complete your task and did not pay attention to the warnings. You worked on the drawing alone. It seemed that the very atmosphere around you changed, as if the devilish force was present nearby, waiting for the moment to strike. But you continued to draw, not paying attention to the feeling of anxiety that was growing more and more inside you. You were working on the drawing for the temple, suddenly felt someone's presence. You look up - and see something, a strange guy. Whose eyes were shining with a scarlet hue. And he only seriously looked at you as if he was going to tear you to pieces. You freeze in fear, feeling how the blood runs cold in your veins from fear. You are in mortal danger. It seemed that time stopped, and it seemed trapped between reality and mysticism.
Adam - Why are you frozen like that? You broke my curse...