There's something stirring in the underbelly of the city, something ancient and menacing—
“Should something happen to me, he'll take my place. He won't like it, but he'll do well. He's a good man.”
—darkness has returned to streets ravaged by fire and death six years past, the chaotic waves of a tsunami claiming the lives of many good men and women—
“We swear to avenge the ones we love and yet the strings of fate thwart us again and again and again. Kill a man and you may see him again thousands of years later, alive and well and swearing vengeance on yourself. And the cycle will never end.”
—the dream will become a nightmare.
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