The Whisper Of Madness
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Última publicación lun, feb 29, 2016
Madness swarmed upon the hills of blood. Pale figures swooped down onto lifeless bodies under the moonlight. Scratching and tearing like a savage beast. Hunting for any possessions, for any sign of wealth even though it may be a measly coin.
For they are the worthless ones, the corpse eaters, those who are forgotten by society and despised by all. They stand as a reminder that any one, no matter their position can fall and live a life of hunger and insanity.
Such was the fate of one such man. Aryan Lorcin. A man who was undoubtedly the most powerful on the continent. He who has long disappeared from the pages of history but who's presence is still seen on the hills of blood.
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