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... m, a ghastly tear in the fabric separating the Human Realm from the desolate plains of the Demonic Realm. From the gaping wound poured a tide of ravenous entities -- gibbering ghosts, their forms a tattered mockery of their past lives, and hulking demons, their eyes burning with a cold, malevolent hunger.
Within the past three days, this unholy horde swept across the fertile plains like a monstrous locust swarm. Villages that had stood for generations, bastions of laughter and life, were ...
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