Duke_Asmodeus

A goddess decided to doom humanity out of her hatred towards them; her first wave brought the dead back to life. Corpses began roaming the earth as the living dead, able to mutate and grow stronger.

Thus the Apocalypse started. 

As chaos envelopes the continent and the dead walk the earth, a young man desperate for survival abandons his humanity to become a Ghoul.

This story is about Alexander Faust and his desperate struggle to fight against the fate and density of a dying world.

Driven to the brink of collapse, he found solace in the women that supported him along the path.

Alexander Faust is a man who became a wretched Ghoul to survive.

Ghoul. Noun. ˈgül. : Predators of all living creatures, their endless hunger and crazed passion fueling their endless hunt to dominate and devour the living and consume their flesh.

Ghoul King's Harem

Alexander's body crouched down as he pushed forward, the enemy's arrows slicing his ears and face as they whistled behind him, the enemy commander's face snapping towards him as she saw his body rush the archers.

"Kill him! Kill that disgusting male!"

His body twisted, Eien slicing through the air around his right as he twirled in a half arc, slicing the front three archers in half, their panicked faces showing only confusion as they died trying to grasp their swords.

His left hand grabbed one of them by her hair, pushing it up with his other arm, his sword coming out from under its momentum as it impaled her throat, blood gushing forth before she fell, another arrow flying past his head as the enemy commander turned back to him.

"My name is Alexander. Not disgusting, male, you fat bitch!" He growled at her as he pulled the sword free, twisting his wrist as the blade hummed, splashing fresh blood onto the desert sands.

Chapter 148: OK, Time for Plan B [2]