Keriv136

"Gods? Magic? Fantasy? Nonsense."

An-Namrud never cared for any of those things. All that mattered was his work. The Tower of Babel. 

This would prove it to everyone... that gods do not exist.

Until one day, it all came crashing down. His world destroyed, and his soul trapped in a never ending cycle of reincarnation.

After countless cycles, he finally escaped with only the thoughts of revenge against those who had cursed him with this fate.

Been away for a long time, but I am trying to make a come back to writing. Please be patient and continue to support me as I start writing again. I will try to update at least 1 chapter a week for now with more if I can.

Empire of Souls

Lenia's speed was certainly slower than the likes of Grobak and Nelay, but that didn't mean her charge was by any means slow. She was only slow comparable to speed types of the same level, a dragon on land was not one of those. Her speed allowed her to close the distance between her and the dragon once more with little difficulty. The dragon attempted to spit fire once more, but Lenia was prepared for it. 


Dragon King (1)