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*WARNING: THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN GRUESOME VIOLENCE, STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT.
I was born Ivy Alvah. Reborn Ivy. Just Ivy, no last name. No past. Not that I would want to remember any of it anyway. I traded what ever was left of my tarnished soul to the devil, inexchange for beauty, strength, immortality. Highly skilled in the art of death and seduction. A new being, a dark goddess. No one can hurt me, ever again. This story, the one I am about to tell you may repulse you, scare you, entice you, lure you, maybe even convince you to trade your own soul. Maybe your mind is as dark and twisted as mine. I call you a freind if it is. Then we can own the night. Paint it in blood and shadows. Just us. Forever.