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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

Shadows of Death (2)

"Grab your weapons! Enemies are here!"

The appearance of the 5 Anabast quickly spread through the small settlement. Though some ice trolls were lazier than others, the moment they heard a thunderous noise and the cries of fear, the ice trolls were soon fully equipped to face the enemy brave enough to attack them in their settlement.

But what they didn't expect to see were huge robes and shadows floating through the air

And one of the ice trolls that was being held by those Shadows hand was struggling to get free while swinging his axe towards the shadow.

Though the shadows seemed to be cut and ripped off, the "wounded" part of the shadows was soon recovered in an instant.

"You are not one." The ice-cold voice of the Anabast said, in a language that the ice trolls didn't know and yet somehow understand.

"[True Death]" It voice, his hand lighting up in a dark light.