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Rotten - The Cursed, The Curse And The Prophecy (MxM)
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    Time 3h 19m
Ongoing, First published Jan 08, 2015
Mature
Adrian Gale, occultist and hunter harbours a curse, like a double edged sword that gives immense power in exchange for the consumption of his humanity. Carrying the burden of a troubled past he shields his emotions from the outside world and passes as uncaring and selective...

That is, until Richard Amos gets caught in a web carefully threaded by destiny making both their paths cross. 

And slowly, like clockwork, an evil of immeasurable proportions starts figuring it's way to unleash hell upon the human realm. 


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This will be one I'll plan in finishing it. All feedback is appreciated, please do vote and comment all you like.
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22 parts Complete Mature

Insanity was bred in the pits of Hell. Emeri Marcello was a deep believer in that. His sole empire clawed away at a being, tearing apart their mind, leaving only a mess of tatters and blood in their wake. There was no escape. Be it the surface world, or the gnarled mangroves of his very mind. There was no solace, no solitude. How was one ever expected to survive against the call of the damned when locked away in such a monstrous prison? Emeri had never fantasised of anything else. A ruler in his own right, a king amongst paupers, with a domain of flame and sin at his fingertips. What else could there possibly be? He had pets to entertain him, to bleed for him, to fall at bended knee to his every command. What else might possibly tempt him away from the sickening reality he had come to know? Boredom, perhaps. The petulance of a neglected child, feeding the impulse of an arrogant adolescent. One simple choice, one eternal decision, that had been Emeri's fate. His path changed. Not in a fit of rage, nor some wrathful tantrum, in that tiny verdict that had whispered to him from the very darkest part of himself. From the abhorrent version of his own normality to something new, something interesting... Someone interesting...