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Hell's Academy

Howard awoke every morning with the taste of blood in his mouth. Every night before he went to sleep, the women sleeping next to him shot him to death so that he could reincarnate in the morning. They did experiments on him, all because he had horns on the top of his head. Finally, after years of experiments, they tossed him into the abyss. A place worse than hell called the Furnace. Down beneath the surface, the Furnace allows dreams to turn into reality, abilities to be amplified by a thousand fold, and for conquests to unfold. Howard, finally finding himself free in the Furnace, joins a team of reprobates from Hell's Academy, hoping to conquer the Furnace and build the ultimate kingdom in the darkest trenches of the world.

RazorIsSharp · Fantasie
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247 Chs

General Class Jarkales

East Branch, the next morning

Reslan stood in front of the Main Building's Green Gate for Howard and Priscilla to return from their nighttime raid. He hadn't been so nervous in a long time, and couldn't stop his sweat from contaminating his braided brown beard. 

Monica had woken him up in the middle of the night, and spent over an hour interrogating Reslan about Howard's whereabouts. He was supposed to be back by nightfall, and was supposed to give her a special seventeenth birthday present. Thus, she had been extremely upset when he didn't return, and stormed Reslan's room for answers.

Of course, he told her that he'd be back in the morning, but he was no longer so sure. The Jarkales were going to arrive in 8 hours, and he might be down his two strongest students. His options for winning the battle against the Jarkales were now razor thin. He couldn't protect all his students and the White Mist Warriors at the same time.