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.
Fear The Night : Resolve
"Brother… I think something broke" Zola whispered, hidden in darkness, which was nothing but a hiding spot considering what was going to come looking for them, but even if part of the undead king's dominion, dark was rather soothing, one could not see anything, and thus felt like nothing else could see them either.
"Something you say? I almost went deaf for how loud it was! Must have been the barrier… We are all fucked" Saul was not very optimistic, especially after what the brothers had done.