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 stepped through the stunned warriors and worried militia.

He would gently stroke the hair of any woman he dealt with and ruffle the hair of the males he turned into Vrykul and their wives.

They all watched him, like a champion, like their king, as he walked with a tall back and broad shoulders as if the enemy of over 30,000 existences were Nothing.

His mere presence and actions restored a slither of confidence in the broken morale of the damned warriors of Selmot.

[Why do you not flee... This cannot be won, even by you!]

Finally, the reply came as Alexander stepped on the central bastion and rampart.

'How can I flee when there are women I love here? Leaving them to die without even trying isn't something I can do.'

[Ah... Why are you always like this...]

[Bonus chapter] Chapter 155: Prelude To The End [2]