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The Ruined Death Knight

After someone took my life away from me, I felt something or someone pulling my entire being together with my memories away from me and placing them into somewhere where it was cold and hollow. And when I thought that my life came back to me... I realized that my new life as one of the dead had already begun... "Who am I?" Which path will this soul choose? A path of Perseverance or a path of Ruination? * * * * P.S: This is my first novel that I write so there is bound to be mistakes...so go easy on me xD

Allenheim · Fantasy
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448 Chs

Familiar Faces

*Tap, Tap~

Sitting in the broken statue, Danzel stared silently at the door while tapping his foot to the stages.

Looking at the four small bottles with a piece of paper inside, he caressed the hilt of Veren.

"They are late..."

Knowing how long the distance between of Honor store and the church, he considered that those guys should even come back ten minutes ago.

That was him counting the fact that they would talk with Honor and their shorter legs.

If it weren´t for the contracts of Honor and the trio being in front of him, he would already consider that something went wrong.

"It can´t be that they found a loophole in the contract..." As Danzel was getting more impatient and worried, the sound of the door opening could be heard.

Seeing that the nearby kids went running towards Kayn and the other two, Danzel shook his head before jumping off the stage.