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Hell's Academy

Howard awoke every morning with the taste of blood in his mouth. Every night before he went to sleep, the women sleeping next to him shot him to death so that he could reincarnate in the morning. They did experiments on him, all because he had horns on the top of his head. Finally, after years of experiments, they tossed him into the abyss. A place worse than hell called the Furnace. Down beneath the surface, the Furnace allows dreams to turn into reality, abilities to be amplified by a thousand fold, and for conquests to unfold. Howard, finally finding himself free in the Furnace, joins a team of reprobates from Hell's Academy, hoping to conquer the Furnace and build the ultimate kingdom in the darkest trenches of the world.

RazorIsSharp · Fantasy

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Ice Emperor's Chariot

Waxel sighed and pointed over into the distant mountain ranges.

Armecolith seemed to instantly get Waxel's meaning before the two of them shot in that direction. Howard watched the two men instantly shoot off into the distance while his body started to feel like it was breaking down.

Turning to try and rush towards them, he looked down and saw an arm had gotten wrapped around his foot.

"Listen to them, idiot. I need you to survive," Oclen's white snakeman arm had extended and clawed around Howard's foot. "Please, please pass me the other part of my body. You can't even catch up to them at your maximum speed. How the hell are you going to hit him with that silver flame?"

Howard looked down and started to weep while he noticed his silver flame had slowly started to disintegrate Oclen's hand. However, he couldn't just let Waxel die! He-he was his descendant right?! Why throw that on him, and then just leave?!

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