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Empire of Souls

"Gods? Magic? Fantasy? Nonsense." An-Namrud never cared for any of those things. All that mattered was his work. The Tower of Babel. This would prove it to everyone... that gods do not exist. Until one day, it all came crashing down. His world destroyed, and his soul trapped in a never ending cycle of reincarnation. After countless cycles, he finally escaped with only the thoughts of revenge against those who had cursed him with this fate. Been away for a long time, but I am trying to make a come back to writing. Please be patient and continue to support me as I start writing again. I will try to update at least 1 chapter a week for now with more if I can.

Keriv136 · Fantasy
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The Endless War (2)

Tihr frowned, it was something he really didn't wish to discuss just having come back from the battle. However, it wouldn't be good to anger Meddeas who was one of the supervisor gods for logistics in the Combined Heavenly Army.

"We lost one of our strongholds. The fighting was the fiercest it has ever been. The Daemons fought in a frenzy without care for losses. It was enough that we were able to halt their advance just losing one stronghold. The Horseman of Famine appeared himself to lead the attack. These Arch-Daemons have such overwhelming strength. If not for the combined efforts of myself, Thorgrmhammer, and Heka, it would have been disastrous. It was only his avatar no less. It took three greater gods just to hold back an avatar, truly a frightening opponent."