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The Night of Aeon
Greetings my associates,
It is July of 1944 AD. The chances that you are here in the holy nation of Vatican City means that you were summoned by one of my agents.
This means that you have been observed by the Aeons, an agency that works for the Church. Despite our usual views on sorcery, slayings, and the like, the Aeons have once again called for a special group of people that have a high magical and psychical potential.
The reasons why you have been chosen vary from a deep devotion to your faith to totally personal raison d’être; like removing a curse.
Since you have come this far, all you have to is take care of some bad blood that exists in this world.
You see, ever since the massive slaughter of many innocents due to the Great War, nearly twenty years in the past now, a great increase of undead and other demons have revealed themselves to the world. Now with the increased rate of death, 7 beings called the Sins have awoken and are seeking their final sister. For now, they remain in the shadows, feeding off Allied and Axis soldiers a like.
We also have to be mindful of the Germans and their control of the lands that surround us. Mussolini has fled and is somewhere in the north. Rome itself is being fought for as I write this letter.
Supernatural agencies from both warring parties believe that the Aeons are a danger and will stop at nothing to stop you in your quest…No matter the dangers involved, we can grant you the one desire that you want the most in exchange for your hard work.
Chose to continue and you will now be known as an Aeon.
You are a part a strong agency that has existed since the time of the Crusades.
We command you to kill the undead in our name.
This is the price of your salvation to freedom.
Your Obliging Friend,
Archbishop Francois St. Clair