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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 · Fantasia
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448 Chs

Brute Forcing with my Fist

The employee who stared shocked at those two quickly turned around and left the room running.

"..." Glancing solemnly at the closed door, Danzel realized that he went too far.

But he wasn´t feeling any concerned at all.

As long as this guy lived in the end, I could call it the result of the spar.

Thinking along those lines, he walked closer to his sparring partner.

Compared to the other times where his life was on the line, fighting against such an opponent felt refreshing.

Though the guy had the muscle power and a quite annoying skill, it was nothing compared to the opponents he had faced before.

The goblin magic caster that he faced before had quite the handy spells on his fingertips which made him difficult to approach.

Raphael and the assassin in comparison had both skill and technique in their arsenal that required all his focus to fight against.