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Horror Hill
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Ongoing, First published Mar 02, 2025
It began with the murder of Butler Leonard Burns.
Horror Hill, a manor for the abnormal in society, quickly turned into a scene of betrayal and blood. His ties to the sinister organisation, Cobra, plunged the Horror Hillians into a conflict that left no one unscathed. From the shadows, biomechanical creatures emerged, spores spread, and greed lured the Horror Hillians up Mount Snowcrest in pursuit of Cobra's well-desired artefact - The Eternal Prism - turning friends to foes.
In the end, it was not their enemies that destroyed them, but the flaws that they could never outrun.

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A chilling murder. A secret organisation. A mythical prize. Betrayal runs deep, legends come alive, and the path to immortality is paved with blood.
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