『ReBirth』
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Waking with a striking pain in his neck was not the thing Ace thought he'd wake up to today, seeing as he'd died not even 30 minutes ago.
...Wait... he should be dead... right?
Then why does he still sit in the tub he died in? Conscious?
"The rebirth process is a pain, I know."
With a whip of his head, he turns to the voice in his bathroom, only to be faced with the three Daedric lords staring right at him.
Ace's eyes travel down to himself, he looked ashy and grey from being dead and soaking in corpse water.
He was ReBirthed.
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⚠️THIS IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!!! This WILL have graphic scenes and mature themes!!!⚠️
➤A world with supernatural powers has it's good and bad. This one specifically? An undead problem that is not wanting to go away that easily.
➤The international government takes the Daedra seriously. Not even wannabe villain organizations can rival the undead division. Their power levels unmatched for years on end.
➤When Ace Martinez finally has enough and overdoses in his shitty motel bathtub, he's given the opportunity of Rebirthment and a position as the fourth Daedric Overlord, a position only 3 other people have.
➤With a new member in their ranking the Daedra finally have the power to make an attack against the world again, and this time, they'll make sure that they win.
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