To The Bitter End

To The Bitter End

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Fatal Despair, once known as Ruri Leone, had seen and been through enough pain and suffering. Enough to change her name to something more fitting. In her suffering, she met a demon named Soulless who at first had planned to cause her more suffering. Over time, the dragon-like demon and the dark gray-blue feline bonded and Soulless's goal changed. He swore to protect Fatal and her sister Saphrim, but never told her about this vow. Fast forward a few years with a couple months of absence from Soulless, the demon dragon Siemor has his eyes set on finally collecting the souls of Fatal and Saphrim. They've ended up somewhere in the middle of a desolate land of nothing but dirt, cliffs, boulders, and Siemor. Siemor dished out quite a beating to the two upon explaining how he's grown tired of seeing them pointlessly meandering through life. Now the lives of these two hang in the balance and it seems that this just might be the end of the line for the twins.
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"In a world ruled by power and tyranny, peace is a distant dream. You were once a child, innocent and new to life, yet someone ignited the flames of destruction, suffocating your breath and stealing away the purity of your air. All that remained were fleeting drops of water and the faintest hope that the fires would one day cease. Perhaps you were gifted, your powers beyond what was ever expected, but power isn't just strength-it's a threat. Years passed, and you grew to despise everyone and everything. In rage and vengeance, you found a twisted kind of salvation. Amidst the chaos, you found home with someone you've picked up while desperately trying to escape the chains of fate. And though agony shaped my path, I never wavered from my purpose. Through hell and blood, I built my name and wealth, offering others a chance for redemption, for lives once broken like my own. Now, after all this time, I've prepared to fulfill the final task of my life. Many will weep, blood will stain the earth, but certainly, they will pay for stealing my childhood. - Anastas

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