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The Immortal Human Returns

Disgraced and betrayed, the last human, an immortal, exiles himself after killing the gods. For thousands of years he lived a lonely existence, building empty monuments for an empty heart. However, fate moves and soon he is thrust back into the world he left behind, confronted by both old and new. Would he go forth and regain his humanity? Or will he finally surrender to grief and enact his final vengeance? Follow his story as he walks between both in a world of swords and magic, of intrigue and war. But as he will soon find out, doomsday looms. And only he can stop it. But will he?

NaranNarman · Fantasie
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115 Chs

Followers of the Void (2)

To say this meeting between me and the supposed leader of the Void Temple was abrupt and impromptu would be an understatement. 

At first, I couldn't be bothered to even entertain the minions he sent to 'invite' me. Even Pamilva was hostile to the possibility.

She asserted and explained that the Void Temple was another religious institution under the leadership and guidance of the Archmage. This was when I realized that Esaori was a holy country, a theocracy. 

There were no kings nor queens, neither were there counts and dukes. Instead, there were nobles in the form of priests, bishops, archbishops, cardinals, and high cardinals. 

It was obvious from the start, but I hadn't had the time to consider it, or point the fact out. At least all of this explained why Esaori employed a high number of paladins, though the quality of these holy warriors were subpar at best and questionable at worst.