"No one helps you, no one saves you, and the world despises you."
"You are a born freak."
Rotting flesh, poisonous insects, waving dead branches, hideous sharp teeth... The living dead were everywhere, covering the endless nightmare. Little Oliver Si turned back in panic. In the distance of the dream, there was only a cross standing tall. The church collapsed silently in the black fire. The priest's voice resounded through the sky:
"The immortal warrior, the future of the dark age..."
"Rise from the grave to everlasting life."
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