Nameless Race
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Nameless Race

Whenever Nameless Race attacks, all other creatures become copies of it until end of turn.
Nameless, faceless, the Unknown stands before you, and you wimper in fear. You close your eyes, your mind cringes from the truth.
And so, unable to accept reality, you fade away into nothing, another nothing. The Nameless Race we call humanity.

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