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Vampire Hunters Review

Rusty crimson stains splatter along the off-white walls, creeping down into the vermilion plush of the carpets, leaving one unable to differentiate between the true color and the unfortunate aftermath of the battle that took place within the halls of The Brootherhood. Furniture lay strewn about, as well as discarded weaponry. Whatever had occurred here- it was fierce and violent, ruthless and left carnage in its wake.But what, exactly, had transpired…? The ruins of the once-lavish Brotherhood Chateau lay in tatters, splintered floors and blood-stained walls still reverberated at each menial sound. It was quiet. Too quiet. Far too late had

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Yes, Your Grace Review

The air is thick with the smell of burning torches- hushed and frantic voices cutting through the normally serene twilight. The night was young, and it would be long, as had been many nights before it. Wooden stairs creak under leather-soles, as you make your way up the tower and out onto the chemin de ronde. Soldiers bustle along the narrow path, preparing for the inevitable battle that lies ahead: Swords, explosives, hot oil- no expenses spared. Not now. Far too much is reliant on this. Your kingdom is reliant on this. Locking eyes with of one of the newer recruits,

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The Last Farmer Review

“Another beautiful day…”You groan, pulling yourself from your small cot, stretching your arms above your head. Another beautifully non-descript day, in the beautifully non-descript, dry desert. Balling your big meaty mits into fists, you rub your eyes. A yawn slips from your lips as you lean against the warehouse doorframe. It’s been open all night, leaving you exposed not only to the elements, but a whole onslaught of beautifully non-descript zombies. You thank the powers that be that despite being barely more than flesh-eating husks, they have unbelievably impeccable manners.A woman with unkempt brown hair rambles past, a shockingly deep, guttural

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Kill Knight Review

Of Blood and Flesh...Once a loyal knight, betrayed, and banished to the Abyss. A desecrated corpse inside reanimated armor. You rise to an eternal death. Branded KILL KNIGHT, you have one purpose - KILL THE LAST ANGEL.It doesn't get simpler than this.You are a knight. You kill. Do you really need anything else?Anything beyond the abyss is inconsequential. Your purpose is here and now.         Where many games stumble and fall, this game stands up and delivers.Where others adorn themselves in placations and decorations, it remains unfettered.You won't find insane graphics here, nor cosmetics, nor dull filler.Your purpose is clearKill. 

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Dragon Spirits 2 Review

A swirl of digital distortion clouds your view, reality skewed through a lens of sheer delusion. A vast dream-scape of swirling lights, woven together with error codes, popups, and just about everything in-between floods your vision. Dizzy and disoriented, you step back. How the hell did you get here?“What happened?” You asked yourself in sheer bewilderment. “You fell into a Cocoon.” A thick, intelligent voice thrummed behind you unexpectedly. Turning, you find yourself frozen in place, half in awe, partially in fear. Before you looms a magnificent beast, scales of red and blue shimmering in the warped neon lights.A dragon.“A-a…” Words