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{ C O M P L E T E D } I stand still with my breath coming out in short gasps. I wonder if what I was about to do, what we were about to do, if God was watching. And as His hand traced my shoulder lower until like a feather he touched the middle of my back I knew that this was a place where no God watched us. "Are you afraid mi Amaré?" I paused but only for a moment to gather my wits and reply, "No, never. For you are Death and I am Life itself." And I foolishly turned around to face Him with adoration in my eyes as He took me upon the bed with more feeling and love than I ever thought possible. ~~~ A young woman discovers that the things that go bump in the night are not just myths and stories, they were real, and she was one of them. Twenty-One players known as The Major Arcana will fight each other to the death as the world is their battlegrounds. The last reigning Arcanian will be known as The Winner Immortal but to do so you must kill Death himself. Read on and cast your vote to see who wins and who loses.
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