Crowned Champion: Damek the Great

Crowned Champion: Damek the Great

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"Wake up." Upon hearing those two words, The Champion's life changed forever. Where and who he was were two questions which Damek had no answer to, but when people start recognizing him and accusing him of being the man who's destroyed kingdoms and lives, he decides it's time he finds out. With the help of the voice in his head and the people he meets along the way, Damek sets out to do just that. But he's made many enemies in the life he doesn't remember, to them he's a threat. A man with no remorse for those he murders. A devil. "So that's what they're calling me. Did someone at the tavern tell you that?" Cover art is indeed Thor's hamer, and if you look closely enough you will be able to see Thor in the background. The reason for that is that Damek's signature weapon (although he doesn't know it yet *wink*) is a hammer of very similar model to Mjolnir, and I could find no other suitable pictures to use for my book cover haha.
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