Storm and Blade

"She was a blade but he was a storm."

The world is in tatters, only held together by the immortal power of the gods.

Demons run wild in the lands of Tempeferum. A wicked cursed magic is bestowed upon demons, a spell of binding to the darkness in one's heart. There is no way to stop the plague, darkness is always evident in a soul, the only thing is whether you give in or you don't.

And if you do? Darkness will run through your veins, your blood will thirst for the energy of a living. You will be a soulless, ruthless being. And there will be no return.

Storms plagues the land, hovering over the surface of Cultron. It waits, strikes when the people are the weakest. It has a demonic presence and was created years ago by the Darkness Incarnation, a demon king of great power. So it strikes, like a hidden blade poised to strike at the unobservant. Like a knife, it cuts.

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