Hathlo (By Grace Apps)
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Blood dripping down the bony spine along with the chilling shocks of pain. Feeling no pain nor the icy touch of death, It crawled out the spiral of rotting corpses. Piercing purple eyes stood out from it's paper like face. Who knew this was once the savior of the World. His name, Hathlo.
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