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There's a storm coming.
It must be.Can you not see the veins of electricity,
bleeding their way through the calm of a dead night?Or feel the ground shaking from the cracks of a choking thunder, threatening to rip the earth's very soul.
A storm.
A mass chaos of brilliance, beauty, and pure blazes.No,
it was more than a storm.Far too much pandemonium striking with a dead silence.
Far too few people realizing the pure essence of it's power, and cunningness.Far more than a storm,
it was an eclipse.
A virus running rampant through a computer, the pure city of Ariton.And just as one,
her entrance to the world was sudden and too spectacularly spasmodic, she gave no one a chance to truly look at her.Her entrance came with a
Well, I suppose you could call it,
a bang.Who was this villain?
Who was terrorizing the streets of our innocent city?
Why did she only go for small handfuls of people at a time?
What are her motives,
her hopes,
her desires,
her plans,
What is her name?Who is this flash of sudden darkness, consumed by vengeance and death?
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