The House of Dark Skulls Part 2

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Prologue: London, England, 1714

Red colored eyes pierced into my soul.

     They knew that I was beholden to Them. I was enslaved; I was nothing.

      But, deep in their wicked hearts, dwelled pure evil.

       And, as I withered away, I found God.

       And, when I immersed myself in His ways, I gathered enough strength to do battle with The Enemy.

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