After the third century a new breed of being began evolving its way into the gene pool, demons. Cursed not only with the shell of those that came before them, but also with the inability to walk under the sunlight for long periods of time. There was one amongst many who appeared unaffected by physical pains of the flesh dwelling amongst the wolves. His name was Poetic Death, his mission was misery ... more
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