A wise Man once Said "For every evildoer in this world there is one hero ready to stop it" but what happens when the heroes fall?
What happens when those you loved when you where younger died off?
What happens when you are alone?
Come join me in this story time, at the request of one anon and find out in today's read:
Grim tales from down below by none other than our Dear Bleedman
As always new readers and old ones are welcome
And no Spoilers you fuckers