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.
Strange Compulsion
"Well… The whole gang is here, I see…" after spending some much time reminiscing upon the past, at last, Abraham had felt the compulsion to step out of the woods and meet with some people again, like it was somehow important to do so to him, all of a sudden.
"Not really though, Rummy decided to throw a girl-only bath-party, for some reason" dressed similarly to the old man, Échalas was sitting in a chair.
The both of them truly looked like a youthful and elderly reflection of the other, which might be why the leader of the vampire hunters had always felt a certain bond with the wizened death hunter.