Legends say, of a species on this Earth who are not man, but not quite animal. Lycanthropes. Men or women who turn into vicious beasts when the moon is full. Killing and eating anything in thier path, they lose all sense of enemies and allies as these beasts. You are one such beast. A pure born Werebear. Able to turn when the moon is full, or when extremly angry. You've given up all hope of having a good life. But one faithful day, in the glow of a golden sword, is your salvation. I DO NOT OWN FATE OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS. ALL RIGHTS GO TO IT'S CREATOR
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