Shadow Bloods Opening Gates

Shadow Bloods Opening Gates

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Fantasy
Endo stands on the prink of total war. As each empire of races rise their swords to take back lands which they had onced lost. But amits the broken lands a murderer hides in the darkness, it eyes red as sun light and blackness dark as night all that was once shall fall, for the return of the shadow blood will bring the greatest of terrors. Now the mercenary Zelnak and Aomon the guard from Dragons fork must uncover that which hides itself in darkness. Background on races: The Lupus a race of wolf people very honnrable but love the arts of war, Runel a race of platapus people, all though they love their crafts in trade will fight to claim their lands back from the humans the Forax a race of fox people from Arion who love science and are more advanced then any other race but yet do not cear much about war. Skel a race of bird people who are fanatics with religion, belving the god of the sky brought them down to show the world what true beings are. I know this story isnt good and i know it has the worse grama you will ever see but i hope yous enjoyed it and please if you want give me some advice on how to improve :)
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