PoorGod
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PoorGod1dCommented"Of course, Azor Ahai."- PoorGod1dCommentedI grit my teeth as I can feel pain go through my knuckle from punching the tree. However, it is a necessity. After a few seconds, I see a massive wooden log appear before me. I store them inside my inventory and start punching once again.
- PoorGod1dCommentedThe only difference is the villagers. They are sentient now. That means I cannot breed them and get myself a loyal villager that I can manipulate through zombie and curing solutions.
- PoorGod1dReplied to PhysX
Its the same
You know… Reincarnation is great, but reincarnating into someone who is soon to die is not great. Well, I cannot say that I am reincarnated. I take over the body of a child. Is it a regressor? I don't think so. A regressor is someone who goes to the past or something like that. Urgh. Let's forget about this. - PoorGod3dCommentedWith a powerful thrust of his arm, Jason launched himself upward, breaking free from the encircling pool of blood with explosive force breaking free from the ground now stand on the platform.
- PoorGod3dCommentedJason clenched his fist tightly, and as he did so, the bones beneath him reassembled with an ominous clatter. Simultaneously, frost formed rapidly, encasing everything in a chilling embrace of blue ice, effectively trapping Philip within a frigid, impenetrable prison.
- PoorGod3dCommentedA deep, mournful sound escaped Philip's throat as his emotions overwhelmed him. He slowly knelt, his body hunched over in a posture of utter despair, and he began to cry bitterly. The raw, heart-wrenching sound of his sobbing filled the air.
- PoorGod3dCommentedHe continued, his voice gaining intensity, "You are an undying warrior spirit, a revenant defying the very laws of existence! Not even the tempests of lightning, storms, ice, nor snow can impede your march! Arise from the shadows, crossing the threshold from darkness into light!"
- PoorGod3dCommentedAs he traced the intricate pattern, Philip's voice rang clear and resonant, each word a solemn incantation: "My partner, born of infernal fire, heed my call and traverse the vast expanse to my side! May the blood morph into floating petals, bones into steps, and the soul into an eternal beacon, guiding your passage to this realm!"
- PoorGod3dCommentedIt felt like the murmur of a ghost just beyond the veil of reality, compelling yet tender. "Summon it and unleash devastation."
- PoorGod5dCommented
Its your Stand
Necromancer's Summon! - PoorGod7dPosted
- PoorGod7dCommented
I mean she is thou
"Kris? You're not dead..." - PoorGod7dCommented
I mean she is thou
"I..." Kris faltered, her words catching in her throat, overcome by the moment. - PoorGod7dCommented
Skeletal Rizz
[Charm +18 → +34] - PoorGod7dCommented
It’s easy you just need to lure the Skeleton General and The group to kill themselves and jailbreak him while chaos insue it may cause the death of a city where you will lead a undead army but that’s a price I am willing to pay
"Could I even take them all on by myself in three months?" The weight of the challenge pressed on him. He was confident in his abilities, but disliked being cornered into such dire straits. - PoorGod7dCommented
A good film I see
Princess Mononoke! - PoorGod7dCommented
Yeah I am now realizing that one good struck in the abdomen and if its petrify any important organ this person is dead or cannot live a lot untill it’s despetrified
Shock painted the assassin's features as his beloved blade, a legacy of centuries, succumbed to petrification, crumbling into dust before his very eyes. "A petrification curse?" he gasped, the horror of the situation dawning upon him. Such a curse spelled inevitable doom, a fact he knew all too well. - PoorGod7dCommented
Kkkkkkkk such a troll
[Recovered, Copper Coin +350] - PoorGod7dCommented
Good use of the word Anathema I find it such a cool word
[The uncontrollable Skeleton Knight, now anathema to the Lord of the Undead Mountains, is hunted far and wide by legions of the dead, seeking his demise.]