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Descent Of The Condemned

Hi everyone. If you are bored, I invite you to the amazing adventure of a young man Ramiel, who was betrayed by his comrades (I know, very original.) At first, it may seem boring and full of well-known patterns, but trust me, I have many cool ideas for the future. On a lighter note, it is worth mentioning that this is an R-18 novel with a lot of this kind of stuff. Cultural people will certainly understand. The real story begins after the first few chapters and will consist of the management and development of the dungeon. You won't find a system here that will hand the main character everything on a golden platter. If you think that women will be useless here, you are sorely mistaken. Each of them will be a huge help to the main character and not just an unnecessary addition. I forgot to add that: this is my first novel. ~~~~~~ Don't be scared off by the voluminous first chapters. They are so long because I rewrote them. ~~~~~~ Check reviews before you read. I explained a lot of things there. ~~~~~~ 20 power stones = one extra chapter 50 power stones = two extra chapters 20 golden tickets = one extra chapter 50 golden tickets = two extra chapters I publish additional chapters on Sundays. By Sunday, I mean Sunday in my time zone (seven hours difference from the time of resetting the stones on the site).

AraVus274 · 奇幻
分數不夠
293 Chs

Bloody Forest(7)

A confused Ramiel regained consciousness. The first thing that assaulted him before he even opened his eyes was a panic attack of coughing. It lasted for several or even several long seconds. He was unable to pinpoint it because he didn't pay much attention to the passage of time. He had more important things on his mind, namely the realization of a small inconvenience. He couldn't catch breath.

With every attempt, he felt a suffocating and burning pressure in chest, as if a fire straight from the worst depths of hell was gently caressing his lungs instead of burning them to the ground.

For the first few seconds, Ramiel's mind was flooded with an avalanche of panicky questions like.

What?

How?

Why?

In what way?

Why only now?

What actually happened?

What is happening to me?