// Tears of Corpses //
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Last published Tue, Jan 14, 2025
In a world of war and violence.
Where darkness is barely held off by prayers.
Exists the Xornoth Monarch Military.
I'm Kailus Von Oswald, the prodigy of XMM. Of course, I'm a well known soldier. I was already a staff sergeant by the age of 17! My skills are well renowned, unrivalled by any other.
Currently, my rank is currently Major GR-1... And considering my age, thats a pretty high rank.
My life is full of ups and downs. The amount of expeditions that the XMM have gone on, and only few of them succeed.
Ever since these dark creatures set foot on this world, everything had gone downhill. That's where Xornoth Monarch Military comes in, soldiers of the XMM are trained to fight these entities, and to reclaim the world as humanity's once more...
[𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 #96, 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭.]
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Cover... Made by me
Story is heavily inspired by AOT
𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬!! "𝐉" 𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔.
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