The Daemons of Life

The Daemons of Life

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You can only escape them in death. Hundreds and thousands of daemons are slaughtering the human race-- until they fight back. This war isn't about good versus evil... it's pure survival. And the one with the gleaming red eyes is always watching... planning... waiting until he can take advantage of Viane's 'unique' ability to feel. "Soon, you will see real nightmares. Not only me... but yourself." -- The red eyes. Watch out, little diabolus...
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