Allenheim

After someone took my life away from me, I felt something or someone pulling my entire being together with my memories away from me and placing them into somewhere where it was cold and hollow. And when I thought that my life came back to me...

I realized that my new life as one of the dead had already begun...

"Who am I?"

Which path will this soul choose? A path of Perseverance or a path of Ruination?

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P.S: This is my first novel that I write so there is bound to be mistakes...so go easy on me xD

The Ruined Death Knight

Running at a speed where each step cracked the earth itself right towards the ice trolls.

It begged for the troll nearest to grin viciously. Raising his axe and swinging it down.

"Hahaahahaha! That's one weakli-huh?"

His laughter came to a sudden stop and turned to confusion. Where he expected to find the fox woman cut in half by his swing, he found her standing with one leg on top of his axe.

Before the ice troll could pull his axe, the figure with black and white hair jumped towards him.

Sending out a kick right towards the center of his chest, the ice troll was sent flying and rolling to the ground like a rag doll past the other ice trolls.

Landing on the ground, the black and white-haired woman with a large fox tail let out a satisfying grin upon seeing the caved-in chest of the ice troll.

The other ice trolls scoffed at their comrade who now lay on the ground twitching with pain.

Strength of Tribe Leaders