THIS CURSED WOMB: THE DEATH PAINTING'S BIRTH

Within the dimly lit recesses of an long-lost abbey, a painting hung. Not merely a work of design, but a conduit to a realm of twisted power. Its canvas bore the image of a {womb{ swollen and writhing, pulsing with an unnatural energy. This was the cursed womb, its birth a horrific echo of a forgotten ritual. It lured those seeking power, promising