Rituals and gunshots

"Pray on your knees and beg for mercy, to keep that itching feeling of chaos away from yourself. And pretend you are a whole person. Dress yourself in their skin and act as you are one of them. But don't try to be a human, as they are far to complicated and rotten to be able to imitate them to perfection."

"Or simply save yourself from all the trouble, and pull those praying hands away from one another. And let the chaos swallow you whole. Betrayal everyone around you except yourself. And become more than human- more than a god himself."

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Take a ride in a small western country with enough creatures to keep you occupied for quite some time. Monster hunters and demons running around looking for trouble. Missing kids all over the place. Possessions and weird gatherings happening almost every night. While also keeping an eye on a pair of musicians who are not as human as they claim to be. And a group of monster hunters whose hands were covered in blood since the early days. And for the sweet sweet strawberry on the top of the desert, a rough and broken love story between two unfortunately damaged souls. Pulled apart by the belief and old roots. And once again pushed together by the gate and a hell of a job they both had on their shoulders.