The Masked Savior 1

The day was one of unparalleled horror, a day that bore the heavy weight of despair and hopelessness. It was a day I would never forget, a day that revealed to me the true face of Hell.

As I stood amidst the chaos, I could do nothing but watch in terror as blood poured unceasingly from human bodies, as their screams filled the air, creating a symphony of agony that reverberated within my very soul. The Demons' screeches mingled with the cries of the dying, echoing in my head in an endless loop, etching themselves into my memory.

Our abode had been breached by the Demons, and we were slaughtered by the hundreds. We had foolishly thought ourselves capable of withstanding their onslaught. But how wrong we were. The very idea that we could protect ourselves now seemed like a cruel joke.

We had Gifts, powers bestowed upon us, but they proved futile against the seemingly endless horde of Demons that attacked us. Some of us had fashioned weapons, but they were no
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