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Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton. An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have. He is pure. Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death. In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.

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Fear The Night : Round Two

Unacunerra had thought in a lengthy manner about Rosemary and her particular mana trait, which was perfectly in tune with her elemental affinity, the mana she produced was already that of her element, meaning that if the skeleton mage made single mistake in the conversion of his energy, in the building of his spells, or in the casting, he would be outsped as his enemy could skip one of those steps entirely.

Most importantly about it, was when she unleashed her zone, converting the wild mana into her special trait, which while it could directly be used for her spells, was not simply an element, making it much harder to breakdown and convert into Unacunerra's earth, the undead did not possess a special trait, unlike her, unlike his king.