The Name-Taker
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The Name-Taker, along with his insidious helper The Rabbit, have haunted The Gil Merci for around half a decade, decimating entire continents and wiping out billions of people in the most grotesque manner imaginable. No matter what the Gil Merci does, even dropping a nuclear bomb does nothing to quell the Name-Taker and The Rabbit's brutal rampage against Humanity. They tear families apart, they tear communities apart, they burn down cities and plague it with hellfire.
But why?
With a trot, one-two, learn for yourself why The Name-Taker and The Rabbit are targeting New America's luscious, gilded city of New Praxton, killing over 17 million people in two days time, and learn why they refuse to stop until every man, woman and child that calls New Praxton their home is lying dead in a pool of their own blood and in a pit of their own misery and agony.
Because with a trot, one-two, they headed for the city.
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