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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.

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Sending forth a blood blade, the vampire once again tried to close the distance, using his death reinforced bone claws, Loimos cut right through the blood attack, continuing his path toward the one who lives in death, who grabbed the skeleton's wrist, effectively stopping the attack.

Loimos followed with another punch, which the vampire also grabbed, but it was the left hand, bursting with bone spikes, now, the traitor couldn't let go of it, reacting like a living at the sight of the gruesome injury, Loimos had plenty of time to repeatedly kick him in the guts, retracting his spikes, the skeleton allowed the vampire to be thrown back, ending up ankle deep in a wide puddle of black blood, which quickly began wrapping up around his legs.