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Chronicle of the Vile: Rebirth

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Ryeth didn't ask for this. He didn't ask to be a Deathless. To be trained to kill. To have the power to control Dark Fire. To have dragon in his DNA.To be the son of Ausar the Vile. But that's the least of his problems. He's facing a decision, become the killer Ausar wants, or the hope the people need. That would have been easy to choose, had the Prophet not mistakenly cursed him to forever carry his father's soul on his armor. Things start changing rapidly, as secrets are revealed, and the truth behind The Vile is made known.All Rights Reserved

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