The age old struggle.

There is a constant struggle. One as old as time. The battle between both sides is fierce, and violent. Neither side willing to yield a fraction to the other.
One side is dark and mysterious. Full of raging energy it seeks dominance and to reign above all others in bitterness. Overpowering anything unlike itself. It it so seething that there are fractions within, dividing itself time over time.  

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