Prologue
In the dark, gloomy abyss of the Ghost Zone deep in the chambers of Pariah's Keep was a sword impaled through a pumpkin. The sword in its entirety ectoplasmic green, if none knew any better, they would pull it out of the pumpkin while others would leave it alone. For those who pulled forth the blade are nothing more than fools.
For this was known amongst all residents of the Ghost Zone as the Soul Shredder. As long as the sword is kept inside its orange sheath, it keeps at bay the Rider of Nightmare, the Ruler of the Skeletal Horde, the Spirit of Halloween itself, Fright Night the ethereal ghost of the most horrifying day of the year. No ghost dared to free him unless they want to unleash all living hell. But in the shadows of the castle walls a wisp with red eyes looks up at the walls.
"All my plans will fall into place and soon I will have my revenge."
And with a razor toothed grin, it melts back into the shadows, its laugh echoing into the abyss.
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