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Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton. An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have. He is pure. Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death. In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.

Ready_ · Fantasy
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615 Chs

Corpse Betrayal

Walking through the streets after The Death Dealer had went through them would have been a surreal experience for anyone else, the bodies mutilated in seemingly impossible ways, ignoring armours and weapons, cutting them down with the same as she cut through flesh, deep gashes left into the ground and walls, some homes collapsed after being supposedly smashed down with nothing but raw force.

After Loimos went through, the bloody, the splattered organs, the expressions frozen with horror as death stared them right in the eyes, all of this disappeared without a trace, even the death force in the air vanished, leaving a ghost town in his wake, nothing but ruins without habitants, without life.