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Chapter 2: Nightmare
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We rise as one, we hold no fear.'
'Through crimson storms and nights of dread,
Our strength endures, our blood is lead.'
'In the darkest hours, with deviled eyes,
The sanguine heart never dies.'
The morning sun illuminated the landscape with its golden rays, the cold air blowing gently through the grassland, carrying with it the scent of impending death.
Despite it being morning, there were no sounds of birds chirping, no sight of small creat ...
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