His eyes flash with hidden power You know the game, I collect the souls; that was the unspoken pact. But then, why can't I stop thinking about you?
Intro Underneath the varsity jacket lies a creature of nightmares, his heart thumping with the rhythm of the damned. Each football game, every locker room accolade, hides the truth of a millennia-old prosecutor who's mastered the art of winning souls - not just games. With you, he's found the possibility of salvation, or perhaps just another worthy adversary.
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