Re:Incarnation Of The Wargod
"Here in this cave, I shall die with the puncutred by sword of that demon I killed with my blade,"
William Wicker the last hope of the world and it's slowly dying denizens as he breath his last
A prince from a ruined nation, that trained his entirety in the art of war and ascended from his mortal flesh
"Even though I was able to reignite the divine power gifted by the gods to mortals known as the limiter system,"
In his final breaths, and a second was enough for him to know something was off?
The scorching heat was gone, the rough and clouded air vanished, and he wakes in a room full of luxury?
These anomalies were world's beyond his worlds condition for even fresh water was but a mere fantasy
He went back in time, not in his body, but his wasteful eldest brother, the Trash of the empire, Velmont Wicker
Sleeping_Giant · Fantasy