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The Ruined Death Knight

After someone took my life away from me, I felt something or someone pulling my entire being together with my memories away from me and placing them into somewhere where it was cold and hollow. And when I thought that my life came back to me... I realized that my new life as one of the dead had already begun... "Who am I?" Which path will this soul choose? A path of Perseverance or a path of Ruination? * * * * P.S: This is my first novel that I write so there is bound to be mistakes...so go easy on me xD

Allenheim · Fantasi
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Shadows of Death

Meanwhile in the small settlement watched by the Death knight.

A group of half-naked ice trolls, each holding axes, and clubs. Their bodies were painted with tattoos of some kind of animal's mouth and their muscles were bulgy despite the lack of food to support such body mass.

But for ice trolls, who adapted themself to such cold and starvation, such physic was only natural in their race.

Resistance to the cold, incredible regeneration, and strength to crash a bolder.

One could consider them the apex hunters of those frozen lands.

And in the group of trolls, in the middle standing above a badly made stage made by crashing a bolder flat to stand, an ice troll filled with a large scar from his stomach up to his left shoulder, has physic far greater than any of those ice trolls and was a good head taller than them.

On his neck was a necklace filled with the huge teeth of some kind of beast and his task coming out of his mouth had a metal ring.