Historias de Postww1

after the great war, the kingdom of Romania lies in ruins, the city burned and destroy, the field was dead, the people are starving, that they reserve to eating rats. **but the dead is the only beggining.** on junaury 23, 1920, the dead start to rise. the living calls them strigoi, rot-cover soldiers of an empire beyond the living. they are lead by the king-god, unmakerul, within months, the kingdom of Romania collapse, reborn as the Rotting Empire. As the death march, new horror arrive: demonic legion, enslave orcs warbands, and humanity trying to hold the madness of the world.

A man who previously fought in a war, captured by the enemy and released, is back in his old life.

TIME BECOMES A CRUEL GOD to Anton Tanase as his life passes him by. His hyoid bone slowly reshapes from a horseshoe into a sword. As the people he treasures get picked off like carrion by vultures, no amount of gazing at the galaxy changes things for a man who looks at the night sky to find a graveyard of once bright stars. LIKE CRUSHED GRAPES LEFT IN A BARREL, Olga Kogan is one vat of fermenting fury. A foreigner in her own country, and a stranger in her own home, she is in perpetual motion. With an impassioned rage for her joyless job so intense that her heart oftentimes knocks on her ribcage, begging her to just stop, she is anger personified. But when the two meet by a series of unfortunate coincidences, they are forced to deconstruct the spiralling jail they call life. OR.... Two strangers meet underneath a canopy of falling comets