GHOST
OPUS EPONYMOUS
RISE ABOVE
Back in the day the cult of the blue oyster told us that there was no need to fear the reaper. Scorpions told us about the sails of Charon and after the battle a nation of funeral arose!
Those were grim days and grim days often breed ghouls. Most ghouls dwell in burial grounds and live a rather silent existence but it seems this ghoulpack had a different upbringing.
It has been said that when young, these ghouls grew up reading the pages the local pastor thought were unfitting for his congregation. Soon afterwards the congregation started loosing members until only an empty church remained. No priest, no congregation, only defecation. Let's be realistic, even ghouls have to take a shit.
The consumption of the being grants you it's abilities and our ghouls were quick to put this in practice. What better way to attract meals to you than through the medium of popular music? They claim they are doing this for The Devil and so might appear, but I am sure that when the masks come off people will realize that the joke's on them, the exits locked and no way out.
When there is no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth and perform Hard Rock.
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