Krizantem

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Waking up one day in a prison of Vampires and just the barest minimum of memories, Skraal is an apprentice skeleton-mage with a problem. Escaping, he walks right into a conflict between his captors and their enemies.

What will he do in this world of Vampires and mages, Werewolves and Elves, without his memory´s to guide him?

*Death is nothing to fear, when you live, it doesn’t, when it does, you don’t.*
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The Master Necromancer

The jungle's dense canopy cast intricate patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor as Skraal ventured deeper into the heart of the Desolate Irene Jungle. His senses were on high alert, his every step cautious and calculated. Suddenly, a low growl shattered the ambient sounds of the jungle. Skraal froze, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed his surroundings.

"I can feel that something is coming. A origin creature with high level of power that is not the same as other creatures."

"His origin also feels weird than other type of creatures I felt."

"This is a new thing and I always liked new things..."

Encountering new things always give him different kind of closure and feeling. Which he always cherished whenever opportunity arrives.

Chapter 171 - Body Origin and Immense Power