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Spectre of Corvus

The Warmonger known as General Alastair Hecate of the Empire got executed through the trial of justice orchestrated by the federation of nations. Dying and achieving freedom for the first time through the flames of pain and suffering, Alastair now found herself in the darkness of the abyss. There, she would get judged by three beings no one and nothing could comprehend. They were monstrous primordial creatures before everything and nothing. Anyhow, the judgment resulted in Alastair becoming a Krieger. A warrior who passed through realms in exchange for souls. With this, Alastair was at last given a second chance to become someone better than before. Someone with the title, Spectre of Corvus. ――――― [Disclaimer: I do not own the cover of the book. All credits will goes to the creator of the cover. If you wish for its removal, tell or pm me, and I will remove it.] 

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Imperial Generals

In the fields before the capital city of Chimbell, the imperial army had begun their second invasion. But unfortunately, someone stood against their charge towards the vast city. It was none other than the warrior spirit, also known as the Krieger Alastair. The one who brought upon the silver mist and also made the rubbles fall from the heavens.

She fought against the general Burut of the imperial army and almost killed him. She also was the one who was about to kill thousands of soldiers in the imperial army. 

As she stood on the battlefield, a smile was plastered on Alastair's face. Imperial soldiers around her dropped one after another and fell to the ground with a loud thud. Their bodies began decaying at rapid speeds, resulting in those weaker dying. Such was the prolonged effect of the silver fog of the Miasma.

"You underestimated me, general."