Post by DoA Minion on Apr 24, 2011 14:05:36 GMT -5
Sometimes you just can’t stop some things from happening.
They are the dark descendants of powerful satans, the sunny scions of long-forgotten gods. They are the children of mortals succumbing to the lure of sin. They bathe in it, revel in it.
But there’s the few that follow the faded footsteps of the saints, though don’t be fooled by such a title- they are as tainted as the rest of them. The undecided are scattered between the two, fighting for their meager homes.
The cinders are falling like snow. Destruction has come and gone. Some have embraced the kiss of death. Others have unknowingly stepped through the veil. Although many run rampant through Hell, reveling in their new found glory, just as many hold on to their roots, maintain life in the wilderness.
Some have been touched by a sin, blessed with magical powers or cursed with the dark arts. See it how you will.
New chapters begin in these lives and sometimes stories are ended here. It’s all up to you. Taste redemption. Breathe madness. Their blood is your ink.
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