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My Legendary General System

Rubble moves, and a corpse arises from the dirt. He pushes charred wood off his legs, and scares away the crows that had just been about to peck his eyes. Colour returns to his cheeks so quickly as to terrify the snow from his face, forcing it to melt. The nearby rodents are reluctant to flee. They hide under the charred remains of what had been a town just a few days ago, and they greedily eye the giant youth who had seemingly just returned to life, muttering something about a “System”. Vol is granted strength so suddenly he hardly knows what to do with it. Of course, this strength is not all it seems. He isn’t foolish enough to think that it was given for free. A woman’s voice haunts him, in the back of his mind. It doesn’t speak words, but it reaches for his heart, with dark fingers. It tempts him towards something terrible, and with time, Vol can feel himself slowly slipping towards it. Great power ought to have been the gift of a hero. But heroes ought not have control of corpses like this. Vol is quick to kill, and even murder, but even he draws the line at interfering with the dead. The first time he used his power, and he saw corpses pulled together, and their limbs twisted, and their flesh fused, he felt sick. When he heard monstrous screams and he saw that fleshy mass begin to move, he felt terrified. He falls deeper into the sea of darkness, pulled by a force that he hardly knows. The stronger he gets, the more of his soul he loses. Some part of him holds back against going any further, against becoming even more of a monster. That is, until, one day, he catches a flash of silver amongst that sea, shining like a star. The silver infatuates him, just as it infatuates the many men that serve him. The rarest of all gems, he thinks. He couldn’t bring himself to think of it as human. He hordes it for himself, and in that dark sea of monstrosity that he swims in, he finds himself with a singular source of light, and he dares to go even deeper still, enough to upset the entirety of the continent. Join Vol as he wreaks havoc in the Yarmdon lands, warring for everything that he does not yet have.  

Nick_Alderson · Fantasy
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Mass Recruitment - Part 6

When thirty men of middling ranks had passed, the woman from earlier finally decided to speak up. There'd been a certain amount of flow established, and progress had been getting made, with the crowd having a sense of what was expected of them – the woman destroyed all that as soon as she opened her mouth.

"How much would you pay for me?" The woman asked.

"30 golds," Vol replied immediately, to which chaos descended, both from those who had already had their contracts stamped, and those that were waiting in line for the opportunity to do the same.

The woman stood impetuously through a torrent of abuse, as more than a few things were thrown at her. She was holding Vol's gaze once more, judging him.

He prodded her when she once again went silent. "Why don't you show them, woman, and we can stop playing these games. They think I've an interest in your appearance – why don't you show them your strength?"