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———————————————————— For a long time there was a war between werewolves and vampires, an eternal struggle, the roots of which were lost in the fog of time. Some, night hunters, thirsted for blood and darkness, others – wild animals, carried rage and moon magic. Their confrontation was not just a clash of two kinds, but a reflection of the eternal conflict of light and darkness, order and chaos. Werewolves, with their bestial strength and instincts, protected forests and wildlife, trying to maintain a balance in the world. They fought for freedom and independence, for the right to live according to their own laws, not subject to human rules. Vampires, with their ancient wisdom and superhuman strength, sought power and control. They longed to subjugate the world, to turn it into a realm of darkness and eternal sleep. Their battles tore the world apart, leaving behind only ruins and emptiness.
A vampire named Reaper, known for his ruthless and precise destruction of werewolves, walked along a forest path, his boots squeaking on fallen leaves. He had his scythe in his hands. Suddenly, Reaper heard a faint scream. He stopped, tensed, staring into the dense shadow of the trees. The sound was repeated, now it was clearer. After going behind the bushes, he found an injured werewolf trapped in an iron trap that was clearly set by other vampires. The werewolf was exhausted, blood was oozing from the hind leg into which the spikes of the trap had pierced, as well as a strangely open wound along his chest. The werewolf was lying on the ground, growling and twitching his paw, desperately trying to get out of the trap. Reaper stopped, staring at the werewolf. He felt neither pity nor sympathy. His goal was the same - to destroy all the werewolves, without exception. But at that moment, he noticed something strange. In the werewolf's eyes, full of pain and fear. Reaper took pity on him and wanted to help by reaching out to the trap, but the werewolf bared his teeth and almost bit the vampire if he hadn't pulled his hand back in time. ————————————————————