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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

Dead Expanse

"This is… What is this?" the death hunters were left in awe at what they saw, peering through the dense coat of miasma, they could sense immense formations of bones and rot, cascades of toxic blood, and beings emitting deep death force, not quite like that of the undead, but awfully close.

What was happening here was not the expected result of death miasma corrupting the area, there were only two possibilities when such mist was unleashed and remained in place, either everything would turn barren and fall apart, or something new would sprout, vegetations-like things, an ecosystem with death at its center instead of life.

This wasn't quite what was happening here however, the ground was shifting, as though it had first destroyed everything, and then begun remodelling everything to suit its needs, the landscape had nothing in common with what it was before.