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Azrael and the Gate of madness
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Ongoing, First published Dec 01, 2024
A lonely path, so endless and wide, Madness reigning far and wide.

A mist that shrouds all faith and light, Its claws now reaching through the night.

Oblivion calls, its voice a scream,       

A god's dark whisper, a fading dream.

Dread draws near, the shadows grow, As silence falls where none dare go.

Oblivion calls, it takes its fill,           

The mist consumes, and all is still.

Follow a path born of hatred and thirst for vengeance. But what remains when vengeance fades? An emptiness that cannot be filled. There is only one thing that keeps Azrael from this fate: a mystery that makes no sense. Could it be that they died for another reason? Find out.
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