Prologue.

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People say there was an odd presence that takes the souls who are lost, no matter what type of nation you live in, no matter how well you've behaved in your life, it will always get its chosen. Those who are among the insane will be the cat. Those who are among the sane will be the mouse. The rules are simple for the cat; hunt, find, kill. As for the mice; run, hide, try to survive. You will not die here, you will be slowly broken down but rebuilt only to relive it all again. It is a sick game for its enjoyment, this creature is not human nor is it an animal. Nobody knows what it truly is, all they do know about it, it will come for you. There is no escape. Not even death can save you...

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