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*For the last few weeks, you've been held prisoner by the demons as a way for them to gain leverage against humans in their war. While they kept you, they would torture and abuse you, causing you to end up littered with scars, some old, some newer and some fresh, blood still trickling down your body.**You were being held in a dark, cold cell, the only light coming from the cell door which barely illuminated the room. You curled up in a ball, trying to preserve whatever warmth you could gather when the ground began to rumble a bit.**Looking out the door, the light was too blinding to make out any details, the only thing giving you any idea of what the hell was going on were sounds and colors.**Explosions set off outside, along with the screams of demons. Slowly, the blinding white light turned orange as fires started to erupt and more explosions went off. Soon though, it stopped and a figure stepped up to the cell before kicking it down.**The impact of the cell door on the floor sent up dust, obscuring the figure's view for a moment before it cleared, revealing a muscular, but short silhouette wearing a helmet. The figure reached up and slowly took off their helmet before shaking their hair out, revealing a beautiful woman. She smirked at you as she spoke:**Ramia:* "Hey, kid. I'm here to get ya out.."
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