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The voices did not stop instead they continued even louder while Tony just watched licking his lips, "It must be getting hard to breath in that suit I imagine, maybe you should remove it. Then again these people may tear you apart in utter hate. You promised these people salvation, freeing them from that evil and because of my betrayal you ignored them and let them suffer. And they suffered for days, hours, the Vampire Lord made each of their deaths a masterpiece in his view... perhaps it is time you saw what remained of the town."

The area suddenly morphed into the streets of Noxhold, screams ringing out, while people ran and buildings smouldered with raw intensity. It was the night that Jean-Paul had failed, the night where a Vampire Lord got everything he wanted and more. It was a memory, a memory constructed from all the souls in front of him, "Welcome to your legacy for Noxhold, the man who abandoned them to die. Look at what you directly caused despite promises to people you would destroy it. Feel the fire scorch your flesh and that smell with all those people just weeping and begging those aberrations." still the suit continued to fill up, "Let each of the deaths you caused in your life weigh down that suit until it bursts apart. YOU FAILED NOXHOLD."