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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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Taking The Lead

The temperature was rising in the Emerald Realm, although not quite the same, seasons felt somewhat similar to what the refugees remembered back on Tamaris, it was just that autumn and winter were merged together, and that they also had what they called 'transitional seasons' which were basically at most a week of heavy rains or strong winds.

Although most refugees did not purposefully try to learn such information as they would wrongly, but naturally assume that these sorts of things would work the same, there was one who was very much interested in such intel however.

Toby had been told by Minli that Jokras would cease mating when winter came, and this sounded pretty good to the otherworlder considering that his bunny-eared sweetheart was relentless when it came to such affairs, it was an understatement in fact.