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Restoration

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Reads 66
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After defeating The Eye, I anticipated my issues were gone, but like most heroes, I was completely wrong .

     With a Kravös, the Demon of Visions and Nightmares, determined to escape from my body to annihilate the world, I found myself being summoned by The Sanctum, a Religious Group that has sworn to drive him out. 

     When it we discover that The Sanctum has ulterior motives and one of them is to release Kravös, hellbent on the fact that nobody deserves to live, we set off to hinder them by retrieving a rune that nobody has caught sight of since before 1753.

     My name is Joseph and if you're reading this,

He could be in you too.All Rights Reserved

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