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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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Dealing In Death

"Still nothing?" a man of stalwart build, his shoulders wide and his face seemingly carved out of smooth stone, he asked a young woman wearing bright robes similar to his.

Unlike him, whose skin was rather fair and whose head was adorned with buffalo horns, his ears similarly that of the animal rather than human ones, the young woman was rather smell and had oversized ears that didn't seem to be that of any known animal, her skin reddish and decorated by slight bumps resembling pebbles growing out of her body.

"No… Despite having definitely entered the city, the package you ordered has completely vanished, the man driving it was rather peculiar and was spotted on multiple occasions, his mana signature is rather hard to follow, ambient mana just spontaneously fills in and replaces his mana residues…" she spoke carefully, only looking up at the horned man from time to time, his expression had been rather scary at the beginning of this.