Demon Raiser

Demon Raiser

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My name's Kaiden. My mom sent me to this school to help me control my abilities, when I go there some pretty weird things start happening in my dreams; I dream of this thing that doesn't deserve to be named. When I meet this girl named blair she shines some lights on what's happening. WIll I ever find out why I'm dreaming of this creature?
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Senseless

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