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A decade ago, the Eiffel Tower fell in Paris, France's capital. The Arc de Triomphe was in shambles, without a single stone left intact. In less than half an hour, the world's most beautiful and romantic city, with centuries of history, was reduced to ruins.
All of that was done by a single monster, the Abysm Dragon. The enemy of all mankind, despair, the living catastrophe, and Antichrist incarnate.
A girl, reminiscent of wilted flowers, stumbled across the ruins. The worn cross hung from her neck swayed unsteadily with every step she took. She clutched something tightly in her arms—a bloodstained child's cloth, with no owner.
Sss—
A group of men snuck behind her. She didn’t seem to be all there, but her torn clothes and sensual skin underneath the dirt and dust stirred their instincts. They probably wanted to relish what was left of the already fucked up world.
When the girl turned the corner into an alleyway, a pair of rough hands grabbed her. A terrible...
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