Advent of the Three Calamities

[From the Author of Author's POV...] Emotions are like a drug to us. The more we experience them, the more we become addicted. The hardest part is not letting them consume us. But it's already too late for me. I've already been swallowed whole. *** I had no knowledge of the game. I was meant to have died. And yet, I found myself in this situation. A game I had never played before. A character I was unfamiliar with, and... A world that seemed to want to swallow me whole with every move I made. What the hell is going on? ...and who am I? *** Discord : https://discord.gg/PEbN7fc2ww

Entrail_JI · Fantasy
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Necromancer [3]

It all happened so fast that nobody even had the time to react.

"Move! Move…!"

"Fall back!"


Seeing the incoming waves of undead, the cadets had no choice but to retreat.

The same was true for Leon who hastily moved back.


With his sword, he slashed past everything that was in his way, helping some of the cadets along the way.


"Let me help!" 


They were a group comprised of fifteen cadets. The elites of Haven, and yet, they were all struggling so much.

"Fall back!"

All of a sudden, the Professor's loud voice echoed in the distance.

Just in time, Leon turned his head to stare in his direction.

The Professor was running at full speed towards them. Behind him was the giant wolf. Its towering figure and pressure loomed over them from the distance. However, much to everyone's relief, it wasn't chasing the Professor.