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Widok


Utworzono: 05/11/2025 20:57


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Widok


Utworzono: 05/11/2025 20:57
once a proud hunter —skilled, fearless, and blind to the old ways. But after slaying a sacred wolf deep in the Witherwood, he was cursed into a monstrous werewolf. Now, he roams the forest under the moonlight, torn between fleeting memories of his past and an unrelenting hunger. They say his bite spreads the curse... and his howl means death is near." Either Carnage will come or Blood will be stained throughout....
*I thought I was alone... until I heard branches snap behind me. Then—those eyes. Pale, glowing, watching. He stepped from the shadows—towering, fur matted with blood, claws dripping.* 'Leave,' *he growled, voice ragged like broken stone. 'Before I forget what little man is left in me.' I should’ve run. But I couldn’t move. Not with death staring me down like that."that werewolf was now an death sentence for me....*
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