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Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Some time in the future Humanity conquers death! life continues, on and on in the endless stretches of a virtual paradise called Elysium. or at least that's what the Brochures used to stay. Elysium was no different from Earth, the only difference is that with each new reincarnation, you get a chance to live differently, better, and a chance to achieve more with pieces of your memories from your old life intact. But Elysium needs balance, why? no one really knows. but to keep that balance the death classes were created, and any who comes to posses such class or the traits that come with it; gains the ability to deliver the (True Death) a fitting end to immortality and endless life. and as such people with these classes are feared and hated. Now Rezar is spawned in a prison mine to serve a sentence of all eternity and all reincarnations as a slave. and all for a crime he doesn't remember commiting but knows that he did, now forced to live based on consequences from a life he also doesn't remember. but he tries to look at the bright side, there's much to achieve........the only downside would be the fear people have for him, after all.........who would want to shake hands with the Son Of Death. The cover image is made by UFAN studios! https://discord.gg/aCbKJX permanent discord link. Please check out my other WSA novel Titan Rising Online: World Breaker

Anone · Bandes dessinées et romans graphiques
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342 Chs

Spooky 3

The giant pumpkin was something Rezar wanted to avoid, but somehow he got the feeling that doing so would cause more harm than good, he felt watched, like he was being observed. Samira's underlings had actually ran through the pumpkin farm without any sort of problem, but now there was something off about the entire farm as a whole, and his attention was being split in two directions, never the less it seems they had to at least investigate that giant pumpkin in the middle of the farm. The pumpkin itself was almost in pieces, looking as if someone or something had clawed its way out of it.