Devourer of Souls
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Uma história intrigante sobre um homem que teve a vida tragicamente mudada após sofrer uma trágica mutação no seu leito de morte, usado como cobaia de um experimento científico baseado nos acontecimentos de vida após a morte, apesar de cientistas e pesquisadores acharem ter conseguido concluir a pesquisa finalmente conseguem se dar conta que criaram um ser devorador de almas e sobrenatural capaz de destruir uma humanidade ou apenas de quem interferir no seu caminho .
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