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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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Aspects Of Energy

"I don't understand a thing" Milo could feel his mental energy being sapped for every second he spent trying to put every bit of information in order, thinking deeply about theoretical stuff wasn't his forte in the least.

Good thing Helena was rather patient, though she was slowly starting to speak lower and lower, articulating her every word to an absurd degree, doing her very best to make his brain understand.

For some reason, someone had decided to split one's energy into more than ten whole parts, one's talent was measured by how good those ten things were at a base, most of the orbs had been used to that end.

One could improve on each of those, but it did basically clearly point out the aspect in which one would always be weaker or stronger.