Bloody Life

Bloody Life

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The best way I can describe this is as a realistic take on vampires and zombies. It will be gory, it will be violent, it will be exciting. I may not update often, but when I do you will enjoy it. The main characters name is Damien and he is just a normal college student, I try to make him as relatable as possible. The way I write him is the way I feel, please do not hesitate to give me feedback no matter how... Aggressive it may be.
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