The fourth King of the Undead!

Lucas spun around to face the sound of a voice, only to be greeted by the sight of a pile of ashes that was beginning to stir. The ashes twirled and danced, forming a humanoid shape before solidifying into a strikingly handsome man who could make any woman feel butterflies.

Despite his appearance, Lucas raised his vigilance as he knew not to trust others based on appearance, especially if they had the smell of rot emanating from them!

"Who the hell are you?" Lucas growled, his grip on his sword and his woman tightening. He couldn't deny that he felt a strange sense of familiarity towards the man, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. And it made him feel all the more vexed.

The man introduced himself as Marty and claimed that he was once well-known as the prince of Sumeria, which had been destroyed around two decades ago.