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Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton.

An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have.

He is pure.

Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death.

In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.

Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

"Ah… Never did I ever imagine that this day would come- We really are one of the leading forces in this world now, aren't we?"

"I believe we have been ever since our conquest of Viridis, Your Majesty"

"Well, I suppose controlling an entire continent is all that matters"

The death force hanging in the air within the area was incredibly dense, the gathering of countless undeads, all here to watch as their glorious king stepped out of his own dominion to meet with living rulers, the rulers of this world, or at least, of the continents.

It was only natural for some worry to hang in the air, a sovereign outside of their domain, surrounded by life force and despicable livings, but it was unlikely for anything to happen, no one would take the risk to provoke an immediate conflict with the undead empire.

Sun And Sun