Raka The Soul Drifter
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"Do you want to live?"
Raka's eyes fluttered open. The voice echoed in his skull. His mouth couldn't move, but in his heart, he screamed: "Yes...!"
"The price is death."
"What... does that mean?"
"To live again, another must die. You will inherit the breath of the fallen."
This is the journey about Raka Ashborne that live another death
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