The sky, color of dull and gray.

The sun, about to set into the dark.

The city, going on about its naïve ways.

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Bells, heard from the inner walls of the holy church.

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But not so holy as you believe.

A similar face. Our main focus. Passing by the "holy" place as the rain starts to slightly pour down. But as he does, we take a glimpse of what is inside.

The main chapel. By the altar, a young beautiful girl with brown long hair, laying lifelessly by the marble steps. But as her smooth skin is lighten by the shine of the rising moon, her voice speaks to our ears.

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You won't believe me

In fact, I shouldn't tell you...

Some secrets are best taken to the grave

They're all around us

They control everything

They've always been here

Making their secret wars

Devouring everything that stands in their way

Casted of Eden, their souls discarded, their flesh made immortal

Each fond of undying power, tortured by their balanced appetite

We belong to them 

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She may be dead... but not really.

Tonight, I was taken.

A drop of pure red blood drops into her slight open mouth. What entered her system wasn't just a drop of blood. But her first step in her next life. Cause as the blood starts to course through her veins, she is revealed who she belongs to. Through her mind, you see those that you would consider supernatural. Monsters. The Immortal Dead. But through her eyes, they are real.

They will come for you

And this is not a message, but a warning.

It all begins...

Then her eyes open, color of crimson blood red.

When you die.

As she sits up, she turns to see a hand reaching out to her. From the leader. Her eternal master. 

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A WORLD OF DARKNESS