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The legend of Venus
They ridiculed her when she stepped up for a position on the battlefield. What could she do? This was not the place for an icon of love and beauty. They laughed behind her back, and made sick, perverted jokes about what she could be used for during the war. She would not stand for it. It was time to reveal her true self.
The warlords were shocked, as she transformed in front of them. The result could only be compared to the Gargoyles that hid in the haunted mansions. She revealed that her beauty was only a trick; a simple manipulation of sight. But this was not the limit of her manipulation powers. She could also control the minds of others. The high warlord was brought to his knees by his allies. To add the finishing touch to her cruel, twisted games, she infected the high warlord with a deadly neurotoxin. With this, she formed a link that allowed her to drain his powers as the battle progressed. There was nothing he could do.
The kingdom and its army belonged to her, but the methods she used were incredibly distasteful. She was banished by the higher Gods, and stripped the respect she once had.
But it was not the end. She had taken down one group, and there was no way she would turn back from her goal now.
