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

With the blistering heat of the black sun, and the darkness enveloping their bodies, they marched forward with swords in arms, armour on their bodies, facing the man who led them.

Alexander, his broad shoulders, tall stalwart back leading them.

Nodachi, in hand, calmly led his troops towards the enemy.

A colossal horde of over 19,000 demons, their twisted figures more apparent with each step they took, a mere 400 used only to delay the end.

"Venri, deploy the third barrier." He spoke serenely, his eyes narrow and dull with a fiery glow of resilience.

Her body shook as she pulled the dark, brittle scroll from her item ring, tearing the musty scented parchment before a brilliant light enveloped the entire of Selmot's walls.

A luminescent light that stops all evil began to fill the southern and eastern walls guiding and bolstering the women waiting to fight their enemies.

Chapter 157: The Fall Of Selmot - Struggle