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Rise of the Horde

Xiao Chen was once a great soldier of Huaxia known for his strange, unique but effective tactics and plans during operations. He would always assume command and orchestrate highly-dangerous missions and would lead his unit to success. He was known for being a great commander which made his military rank soar, from being a young lieutenant freshly graduate from the academy to becoming one of the youngest general that Huaxia had ever seen. Sadly though his military career was cut short when he was deeply involved in the older generals politics. He died a tragic death when he was murdered by the men who he trusted so much and considered his brothers. His soul wandered through the river of time and space still seeking vengeance and was soon swallowed up by a swirling light. He soon found himself in the body of a monster or that's what others consider him to be. He had a hulking figure pack with muscles,towering nearly 7ft tall, a pair thick tusks jutting out from his mouth and lupine ears along with the great desire for battle welling up inside him. He begins his new journey as a green hulking monster or an orc as what his kind was called, a monster born for war and lived for war.

Draejon · Adolescents et jeunes adultes
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491 Chs

Chapter 423

The meeting with the two revered shamans, Hekoth and Gunn, continued deep into the night, the fire in the hearth offering its warmth and illumination as the hours passed. The air was thick with the weight of their words, each revelation hanging heavy in the room. As the sun began to announce the start of its reign for the day, the shaman's words finally sank in, and the gravity of their discussion settled upon the chieftain.

Khao'khen's gaze, intense and thoughtful throughout the night, now reflected a myriad of emotions: confusion, curiosity, and a hint of fear. The idea of demonic corruption, of his unique green skin being an indicator of a tainted bloodline, was a revelation that struck at the very core of his being. He had always believed his distinct complexion to be a mere physical trait, but now it seemed that it held a deeper, more sinister significance.