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<p> <em> Please Lord. Don't let me die like this. </em> </p> <p> After eight months of being ravaged by a horrifying pathogen Mark Maker perishes with a heart laden with regret and sorrow. </p> <p> But this is not the end of his story. </p> <p> Moments after his death Mark awakens, but not in his hospital bed attached to machines and tubing, surrounded by medical personnel. </p> <p> Through muddied vision, he sees women garbed in furs and leather towering over him, speaking in tongues. </p> <p> <em> Hello? Where the Hell am I? Who are you people? </em> </p> <p> These questions swam through his head as an old woman with patterns of scars on her face gazed down at him. As the crone glared at him with sunken eyes only one word was spat from her crusted painted lips. </p> <p> <em> <strong> "Rhilor." </strong> </em> </p> <p> Mark felt a searing pain in his chest. He wailed and saw darkness once more. </p> <p> <strong> <em> The Trial Has Begun. </em> </strong> </p> <p> <strong> <em> Accolade Awakened. </em> </strong> </p> <p> -- -- </p> <p> <em> Rhilor is definitely not a wannabe werewolf. You have been warned. </em> </p>

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<p>Please Lord. Don't let me die like this.</p> <p>After eight months of being ravaged by a horrifying pathogen Mark Maker perishes with a heart laden with regret and sorrow.</p> <p>But this is not the end of his story.</p> <p>Moments after his death Mark awakens, but not in his hospital bed attached to machines and tubing, surrounded by medical personnel.</p> <p>Through muddied vision, he sees women garbed in furs and leather towering over him, speaking in tongues.</p> <p>Hello? Where the Hell am I? Who are you people?</p> <p>These questions swam through his head as an old woman with patterns of scars on her face gazed down at him. As the crone glared at him with sunken eyes only one word was spat from her crusted painted lips.</p> <p>"Rhilor."</p> <p>Mark felt a searing pain in his chest. He wailed and saw darkness once more.</p> <p>The Trial Has Begun.</p> <p>Accolade Awakened.</p> <p>-- --</p> <p>Rhilor is definitely not a wannabe werewolf. You have been warned.</p>

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<p> <em> Please Lord. Don't let me die like this. </em> </p> <p> After eight months of being ravaged by a horrifying pathogen Mark Maker perishes with a heart laden with regret and sorrow. </p> <p> But this is not the end of his story. </p> <p> Moments after his death Mark awakens, but not in his hospital bed attached to machines and tubing, surrounded by medical personnel. </p> <p> Through muddied vision, he sees women garbed in furs and leather towering over him, speaking in tongues. </p> <p> <em> Hello? Where the Hell am I? Who are you people? </em> </p> <p> These questions swam through his head as an old woman with patterns of scars on her face gazed down at him. As the crone glared at him with sunken eyes only one word was spat from her crusted painted lips. </p> <p> <em> <strong> "Rhilor." </strong> </em> </p> <p> Mark felt a searing pain in his chest. He wailed and saw darkness once more. </p> <p> <strong> <em> The Trial Has Begun. </em> </strong> </p> <p> <strong> <em> Accolade Awakened. </em> </strong> </p> <p> -- -- </p> <p> <em> Rhilor is definitely not a wannabe werewolf. You have been warned. </em> </p>

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<p>Please Lord. Don't let me die like this.</p> <p>After eight months of being ravaged by a horrifying pathogen Mark Maker perishes with a heart laden with regret and sorrow.</p> <p>But this is not the end of his story.</p> <p>Moments after his death Mark awakens, but not in his hospital bed attached to machines and tubing, surrounded by medical personnel.</p> <p>Through muddied vision, he sees women garbed in furs and leather towering over him, speaking in tongues.</p> <p>Hello? Where the Hell am I? Who are you people?</p> <p>These questions swam through his head as an old woman with patterns of scars on her face gazed down at him. As the crone glared at him with sunken eyes only one word was spat from her crusted painted lips.</p> <p>"Rhilor."</p> <p>Mark felt a searing pain in his chest. He wailed and saw darkness once more.</p> <p>The Trial Has Begun.</p> <p>Accolade Awakened.</p> <p>-- --</p> <p>Rhilor is definitely not a wannabe werewolf. You have been warned.</p>

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