MONSTERSTRUCK (revamping)

MONSTERSTRUCK (revamping)

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Having a purple hair seems to be a tough deal for Vylet. In the sea of faces, Craig, the lead vocalist of the "Clamor"; the loathed band of Vylet, finds her antagonistic stares enthralling. Despite of her impenetrable and downright snooty attitude, he finds himself drawn to her enigmatic appeal, especially when he has saved her from those less than savory entities with the "cresclunar" ; the crescent shaped amulet that is known to ward off and kill evil entities such as yomas. Vylet finds herself in the whirlpool of dark secrets, crushing over the man she loathes and action as she unravels her dark secrets and eventually finds out that she's a monster, a yoma. But what they don't realize is -- they'll be the death of each other. The more they push themselves into the so-thing-called love, the more they put themselves in the lap of death. Then, it dawns on her that she's trapped in the interconnecting web of rotten secrets....that could destroy them both.
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