As I strolled through the desolate wasteland, my wooden hammer at the ready, I couldn't help but think of the next poor soul to add to my collection. The smell ...

Ah, the sweet taste of fresh blood still lingers on my tongue as I recount the tale of my latest conquest. It was a young priest, foolish enough to venture into...

I still remember the day I stumbled upon Cannibal Cove, a godforsaken place where the inhabitants had lost all sense of humanity. The stench of rotting flesh an...