Post by cyberleader2000 on Dec 29, 2011 18:42:35 GMT -5
it is said that when a moon turns blood red and many die a evil creacher shall arises from the grave but not as its old self a but as a twisted monstere who shall murder and buchere his vitims none shall stand in its parth it feals nouthing not the wind not emouchions not evan pain this vile and twisted creacher hungeres for one thing and one thing alone a end to the pain to be whole again and it wants some one powefule to do that and on the night of blood he shall have that persons blood.
