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

<p>Nelay walked quietly to stand next to Aleks. She stood on the opposite side of where Lenia stood and asked with some hesitation, "But master, isn't that too dangerous? That is Hell, it isn't a place for mortals.. I mean, not that you are a mortal like us master…"</p>

Settling matters (1)