「ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏʀᴋ: ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɢᴀᴄʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪꜰᴛʜ +18」
The city never sleeps. It hunts.

ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏɪꜱᴇ, ᴀɴ ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀ ʀᴀɢᴇꜱ. ᴀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴛɪꜰᴀᴄᴛ, ʟᴏꜱᴛ ꜰᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ—ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ ʜɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ… ᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟʟʏ.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪᴀʟ ᴏꜰ ᴀᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴜᴍ
A relic older than time, whispered to hold to the power of gods, or damnation. Four factions will kill to control it:

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ʙʟᴀᴅᴇ: Ruthless hunters of the supernatural.
ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴀᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴜᴍ: A cult sworn to hide the Vial at any cost.
ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀᴄᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇᴠᴇʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: Rebels who believe the Vial must be destroyed.
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴛ: Fanatics who want to unlock its powers.

ᴀ ᴡᴀʀ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴇɴᴅ
From the ruins of the 19th century to the blackouts of 2024, the streets of New York have been a battleground. Alliances shatter. Betrayals run deep. And now, the Viall is closer than ever to being found...

「ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀ:」
ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ—ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʀɪᴘᴇ ꜰᴏʀ:
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ᴀ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ ᴀᴅᴍɪɴꜱ
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