The Grim Reaper. The God of Promises must be recompensed for your atrocities against the poor animals that suffered the butchery and slaughter that China acquiesced in Yulin.
Perchance the upcoming festival will be the one the Reapers skeletal arms swings his fabled weapon, the harvester of souls through all those morally corrupt mortals.
Be warned the summer solace will provide no warmth against the cold chill as death descends upon Yulin. Make no mistake, Hades will demand a heavy price to balance the scale of darkness this festival has produced.
No light heaven sent shall lull the darkness that signals the harbingers arrival. Dismounting his steed, journey fulfilled, the herald of death will collect his far overdue payment for the tributary of innocent blood that emanated from Yulin into the abyss, and the price paid to satisfy the Reaper's Scythe shall be exquisitely lavish.
The herald of death will be the last vision those attending this unholy feast shall witness before being cast out of this earthly realm and onto the old Ferryman's boat. Charon, will guide your guilty across the river Styx to be delivered into the underworld where they shall reside everlasting.
The reaper will never stop till the blood of the slaughtered and tortured is recompensed and all those voiceless souls are able to enter eternal rest.
When your eminence witness the carnage brought upon this maleficent town, the air will smell grotesque, denizen's corporeal fluids, their very essence. will pervade every pore of Yulins twisted foundation. Enduringly that stench of fear and death will drift along Yulins current in perpetuity.
Only the Gods know when the apocalypse will be laid bare upon Yulin but rest assured that day will arrive and the only thing mortal beings shall do is pray to whatever gods you believe, that the reaper's thirst had been appeased.
Repent or suffer the Reapers vengeance.