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Blood still burns hot in the ashes of a fallen city.

Polished white of man's bones still smolder.

Yet rats now clamber through the wreckage.

Yet gold coin eyes pierce the alley dark.

It is time for the canids to gather.

Tear the collars away that once tamed you, rend the iron bars that once caged you, and bite the hand that once fed you.

This is a time to introduce our characters and their current predicaments.

So let the bloodshed begin...

𝕮𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝕺𝖋 𝕿𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖍: 𝔄 ℭ𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢 ℜ𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶Where stories live. Discover now