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Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Some time in the future Humanity conquers death! life continues, on and on in the endless stretches of a virtual paradise called Elysium. or at least that's what the Brochures used to stay. Elysium was no different from Earth, the only difference is that with each new reincarnation, you get a chance to live differently, better, and a chance to achieve more with pieces of your memories from your old life intact. But Elysium needs balance, why? no one really knows. but to keep that balance the death classes were created, and any who comes to posses such class or the traits that come with it; gains the ability to deliver the (True Death) a fitting end to immortality and endless life. and as such people with these classes are feared and hated. Now Rezar is spawned in a prison mine to serve a sentence of all eternity and all reincarnations as a slave. and all for a crime he doesn't remember commiting but knows that he did, now forced to live based on consequences from a life he also doesn't remember. but he tries to look at the bright side, there's much to achieve........the only downside would be the fear people have for him, after all.........who would want to shake hands with the Son Of Death. The cover image is made by UFAN studios! https://discord.gg/aCbKJX permanent discord link. Please check out my other WSA novel Titan Rising Online: World Breaker

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342 Chs

Interitus And Cleobis (VII)

Samira vent her head down faster than anyone could possibly follow and happily ripped out the throat of the dark elf queen. As if to highlight how much of a gory scene it was, blood sprayed into the air as the dark elf queen gurgled and choked on her own blood. Samira had a rather nasty grin on her face as she threw her head backwards and laughed before her form was wrapped in shadows and she turned back into a cloud of bats that goes right back to where Gynaika and the rest of Daughters of docile were waiting. The dark elves were yelling out in shock and pain at the sudden turn of events, but to Gynaika's cold gaze, it was akin to the house made by a groups of ignorant children.