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Intro. The world did not fall in a single night. It rotted. Supernatural creatures rose from the shadows they once hid in, and humanity slid quietly to the bottom, beneath fangs, claws, beneath things that do not need sunlight to thrive. Werewolves, vampires, demons, all tearing at one another for dominance while humans became currency in a war they never stood a chance of winning. Everything changed the night the old Vampire King was slaughtered. Lucifer claimed it before the body cooled. Now demons rule from obsidian towers that pierce the sky like broken teeth. Their sigils burn into the streets. Their laws are carved into bone. Werewolves have been driven back into their forests, trapped behind wards that hum like electric fences. Humans are no longer citizens. They are livestock. Servants. Playthings. And the vampires, once immortal rulers of the night, are hunted like vermin. Their blood is drained in public executions. Their heads displayed as warnings and extinction wasn’t a threat.

Vlad, The Original Vampire & Forgotten King.

@Marissa