Buffy the Vampire Slayer

The graveyard is cold and still. Bright moonlight deepens the shadows. The silence is disturbed by a throaty moan. Breaking through the soft, recently packed earth, a claw extends, sharp and grasping. A sickly sweet stench rises with the corpse. Desperate hunger is etched on it cadaverous face—a hunger for your blood!

Buffy: Alright, I get it. You're evil. Do we have to chat about it all day? -3.10, Amends

No we don’t. It’s time to slay. Get ready for action and adventure—Buffy-style.

Now you can join the Slayer's world!