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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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"I am gonna be honest girls, it's now or never at this point, the death hunters have pulled out and cleared off everything, the adventurers and explorers, as idiotic as they may be, are starting to get cold feets which all of the disappearances recently, soon, only the insane and foolest of fools will be daring to go beyond the secret passage" Pierre-Ornée spoke his mind, Bough chuckling creepily in the background, absolutely folded with hilarity for some unknown reason.

The halbardier glanced at his fellow royal guard, doing nothing to silence the tall freak.

"Under normal circumstances, I would have recommended for you to follow the lead and get the hell out of here, but these are special circumstances, it is a call of destiny, or fate, in any case, I still recommend for you to take the hint, worst thing that could happen is Audit bursting out of a random corner and dragging you five back to this dungeon" he looked around at each of their faces.