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Sealed Sinister Sanctuary
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Ongoing, First published Aug 30
Buried deep within the earth lies the Sanctuary, a forbidden place where cursed beings and twisted spirits are eternally sealed away monsters born not of nature, but of mankind's darkest sins. For centuries, the Sanctuary has remained locked, its existence erased from history until the seal begins to crack.

When the sinister whispers of the Sanctuary leak into the world, ordinary people start mutating into grotesque abominations. The balance of humanity begins to crumble, and the thin veil between the living and the sealed realm grows weaker by the day.

Now, a covert group of fighters known as the Wardens rise to battle against these horrors. Each wields forbidden techniques carved from ancient contracts with the very entities they swore to destroy. But with great power comes unbearable corruption, and the line between protector and monster thins with every battle.

Among them stands a young recruit who unknowingly holds the key to the Sanctuary's core a secret that could either reseal the horrors forever or unleash a calamity greater than the world has ever seen.

As betrayals ignite, allies fall, and the truth about the Sanctuary's origin is revealed, one question remains:

When you wield darkness to fight darkness, how long before you become the very thing you swore to destroy?
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