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In the darkness, no one can deny that they fear what is within the darkness. Creatures roam within the shadows and the darkness is merely a cover, a home away from the light. Light is uniqely born in each creature. With a twist, a certain of that light, it can easily despair and the creatures is instantly turned into something. Something we mark as 'demon.'
But no one truly knows what one looks like. For centries many have said they are foul beasts of great ugliness, they have no values and are always dipped in sin.
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