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There was once an old vampire in Roblox. It lived in a small ruin, with an underground room. One day, a Robloxian arrived to kill it, after hearing about it. It begged and pleaded, but he did not listen, and staked through its left ventricle to kill it. After searching the vampire's residence, he found a slightly old piece of paper with a poem on it. He began to read:
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Bing bong bing, went the bell,
with dogs growling like
a creature from Hell.
Somewhere in the distance,
a cloud was approaching.
The cloud of the Shadow Plague.
Inside was a dark creature,
a vampire by name.
Which waited for many years,
now resistant to Light's bane.
Now it has risen,
awoken by the plague.
It flew into Bloxburg,
the thirst making it feel pain.
But then, it was refreshed as it
opened a 'Bloxian's vein.
"'Blood cult murders'", said
the Roblox News, "as the body was
drained of all fluids." Little did they
know they had an unwelcome visitor,
a creature beyond their darkest fears.
The vampire disguised itself, and
went to a hospital. It was closed,
except for a lone policeman.
Its thirst was unquenched, and
when it strolled over to him,
his fist clenched.
"Who are you, sir?" he asked.
"I am Dr Alucard, and I'm here to examine
your throat", it rasped. "Why, what's wrong with it, Dr?"
"This." And it clamped its fangs onto his neck,
drinking and drinking 'till he was drained as heck.
Over time, the infected grew, overhead
a giant bat flew. From country to country,
from town to city, Robloxians served the
Vampire Lord. The plague was supreme.
Evil ran rampant, even in the daylight,
with Roblox News, with blood being
Meepcity's national dish. Survivors
hid and armed themselves, but they
did not last. In fact, they fell quite
fast.
And so, Robloxia fell to the
Shadow Plague, the last healthy
'Bloxians have died. And as
they lay, an Infected thought
to herself, "Why?"
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As he finished reading, the Robloxian had a mild coughing fit. He brushed it off as a coincidence, and walked out of the late vampire's lair. But as he departed, a dark-purple cloud of dust followed him, as though alive.
The next day, the Shadow Plague began to make itself felt.