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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 Natives?

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!" Shiro urged Danzel with clear excitement in her voice.

Danzel could imagine where her thoughts were going. If they were houses there, that also meant that there were natives there.

Alas, he did remember that a village smoking was no sign of some celebration or festival of any sort.

"I wouldn't be so fast to get excited, Shiro." Danzel said in his cold voice.

"Why?" Shiro turned towards Danzel confused.

"..." Danzel stared at the small smoking village and drew his sword out of his scabbard.

"For now let's go and see what this place offers..." Danzel said while talking down the mountain.

Shiro stared at his ominous sword for a moment before walking behind him with both Koji and Niyuki.

...

The two took almost half an hour to walk done the rough path of the mountain.