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~Dead Tired~

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Lesen Sie den Roman ~Dead Tired~ des Autors KarasuTanken, veröffentlicht auf WebNovel.A young man stumbles into a deep, lost cavern, he seeks power and prestige, the ability to become someone, anyone, worthy of praise.When he finds an ancient crypt festooned in jewels and precious thin...

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A young man stumbles into a deep, lost cavern, he seeks power and prestige, the ability to become someone, anyone, worthy of praise. When he finds an ancient crypt festooned in jewels and precious things he thinks himself the luckiest man alive. And then the lich in that crypt wakes up and kills him. That’s me. I’m the lich. Honestly, I just want to go back to sleep, and there’s no one, no ‘god-emperor,’ sect, or uptight martial artist that’s going to stop me.

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