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Courts

LECTURAS 64
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Partes 34
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LECTURAS 64
Votos 2
Partes 34
Hora 8h 50m

adventure gods gothic gothicgaslight gothichorror heist magic necromancer redemption undead warfare worldbuilding

Don't you hate it when death gods land on your planet and start playing real-life risk?

Peter Kroon lived as a semi-sentient slave to a cursed ring that siphoned his life force to fuel Court Rahashel's ghoul armies. One day, while aimlessly wandering the Stalpia city sewers, he encountered a dying resistance captain. In a desperate attack, the captain cut off Peter's ring, restoring his sentience, and handed him humanity's greatest weapon: an armband with incomprehensible potential.Todos los derechos reservados

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